It was anti-70's/80's semantic joke structure to the max! I performed with num-chucks in a gorrilla mask, played recorder, and keyboard melodies in C minor, had a marionette puppet fart drum beats, called on a spirit of a relative's bedroom acoustics to come to altamonte springs to make my keyboard sound louder and closed it out with a reggae riff.
Guess what? the camera didn't record it, so that means it was only meant for the audience of that evening. I know people were moved (even if just their bowels).
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