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things will shortly get completely out of hand

Holy shit. I've been to some shows in my time; enough shows that I dread going to shows. (I don't use the word "dread" lightly: these days, I proactively find reasons not to be where live music is played. I can see an older, balder version of me avoiding cinemas in ten years' time, for similar reasons - and if I had to continually war with assholes over standing room in movie theaters, it'd be happening already. Yes, I'm aware that I'm sounding like Pat. Pass the vegan popcorn, motherfucker.)

But I still make it out every so often. And that, that was fucking awesome. Enough so to make me wonder if it was in my top three all-time, and to wonder if that notion even made any sense, and then to wonder if I should just cue up some tunes and drift off to sleep in relatively-dignified silence and finish this post when I'm sober.

Actually, that's a thought. I'll just come back and edit the hell out of this in the morning. Who's going to know?

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The little baby Jesus!

And not-so-little baby Jebus.

Careful, Sho will steal him!

Careful readers can tell that I keep making subtle revisions to Canard posts for a day or two after, sometimes noting an update but otherwise just adjusting it for style.

I'm sure someone would consider this unethical, even if harmless, so let's hope Google's spiders don't take an interest in this page.

I have met your father. You will not go bald.

Previous comment improved by haikuification:

I have met your dear father
You will not go bald
You will instead die too young

(I am wit's own cock'n'balls
Or at least think so
On hungover Sunday morn)

JESUS H KABAL OF ASSHOLES WHAT IS GOING ON HERE

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