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Tonight was one of the finest shows we’ve ever played.

We also added “Werewolves of London” to the list o’ songs.

Really great singers, the new p.a. is sounding better and another packed house.

The funny thing is when people who show up at 12:30 get mad because there are no slots left. Why would there be?

Ain’t no reason!

Corey On!!!

We are of the mind that the finest thing you might could do on a Wednesday night is to skeeeeedaddle down to The Happy Ending and “Get Your Corey On” with us.

The list usually fills up by the end of the first set, so all that’s left are bribes, which I’ll ’splain in a second. Make sure you get there early or Corky Nemesis makes you pay us. We make him do it, because we hate confrontation. Well, our sponsors said we hate confrontation and a sponsor would know, right? After all, they’ve been sober over 5 months.

The thing about the bribes is this: We earn a certain amount to play each evening for you good people of earth. When we finish our two sets, that’s what we’re there to play.

If you arrive late at a Laker’s game (yes, I just compared us to the Los Angeles Lakers, what of it?) they’re not going to play another quarter when they finish the game just because you want to see them play are they?

If they are, please invite us to go see the Lakers with you.

I could have just as easily written an example that had you working as a prostitute. Be thankful I didn’t!

Enjoy the Time Lapse clip of the gig and Corey On!!!

—
Corey Hamm 4ever!

One Set in Six Seconds

Even with Gordon Sumner’s band playing just up the street from us and causing traffic havoc, we filled the list before our first break again and had a total blast tonight.

Corey snapped at some environmental actor type and that was funny because no one could tell if he was serious. I still can’t tell.  Corey insulted someone else who needed attention and that’s always funny and tragic. I think it might have been the same Corey. 

Who can tell when you’re on methadone? I mean really, right?

Regardless, it was the most fun we could have on a Wednesday night and we sure do love playing for the fine folks with fine taste who come to rock with us.

Oh yeah… tonight there were a plethora of frighteningly beautiful women. We all fell in love just a little bit with each and every one of you rockin’ damsels.