Like, woah cool all right!

So, I don't want to give you the wrong impression.  MPIABF (not to be confused with CGRCSGETK, I added the ETK for 'Extra Tone Knob') is NOT just about sitting in a garage and drinking beer.  It's going to be about so much more than that eventually!  Leg's has been working on a drum solo and he really stunned us all yesterday with his knowledge of intimate songcraft.  He said something about, what was it?  I don't remember, but he had this great suggestion so I went out and bought a watch and he's right!  Now I have time!  He said if we all get time then our songs will sound a lot better.  Like real songs!  So Evelyn & Daniel is going to get a watch too and Tommy says he will, but Tommy doesn't really care because all he plays is guitar solos.  He's pretty good, he can play three notes without even messing up yet.  He's got a problem, though.  Eddie told us that there's a middle school talent show coming up in a month and even though we're all a little too talented to compete fairly against middle schoolers, he wants to disguise us anyway as sixth graders and get us on to the bill.  Our first gig!, all right!  But Tommy's already caving under the pressure of choosing the right outfit to wear.  I told him the green boa fits his stage persona better but he insists that the red boa makes a stronger artistic statement, and that the green boa links him metaphorically...or is it symbolically?-- with the guy with the green sunglasses' sunglasses.  Tommy is afraid that his audience will assume that he is subtly confessing that his lyrics should be taken as interpretations of a world filtered detachedly, through tinted lenses.  I can't really argue with that.  I decided that Tommy will just figure it out.  Yeah!  I asked Tommy to write song lyrics for a song idea I had, a pretty nice acoustic number that needs encouraging lyrics to resonate with a message of optimism and good will, geared of course to the impressionable generation of the audience that we'll  hopefully rouse to inspiration, and Tommy said yeah and he sat down and wrote "Your Mother's a Whore so let's Kill Everything," in about twenty minutes and it's almost perfect, he's actually pretty talented when he sets his mind to it, it's just about what I had in mind!  So this gig should go over pretty well.  Donnie's going to tear up some clothes for us and draw a cool logo and paint it on a flag that we'll hang up behind us, like I heard they used to do in Boston.  If we really like the logo he says he'll paint it on the drum set, too, although we'd have to figure out how to fix the head on the bass drum because Topher accidentally put his head through it the other night.  After that, all we need to do is practice, and figure out how to rig fireworks to the inside of the proscenium without being spotted so that the grande finale is a big surprise!  Sweet!