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The
night began with Rocky and Keri doing the folky thing. |
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This
is Keri, |
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and
this is Rocky |
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And
this is Rocky again. You can tell I didn't take these pictures, because I would have had more pictures of keri than Rocky... |
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Next
up were the Fab Forgery, a Beatles Tribute band. They actually are
black and white. |
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This
is Jim-John, who does a pretty amazing imitation of what John may
have looked like had he survived and not been able to afford hair
transplants or nutritionists |
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And
this is Bill's Son Jay-Paul, who some of you may remember as our
soundman from numerous other gigs. |
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Guy-Ringo
pounded the skins like a man possessed.. of umm... something... |
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and
Guy-George was the Quiet Beatle because his guitar wasn't really
plugged in. I'm just kidding, I kid Guy. The Fabs played and played
and played. In fact, by the time they finished, they had actually
performed longer then the Beatles entire recording career... |
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No,
this isn't the "Modern John" Beatles impersonation, but
our very own Greg. He's obviously very self satisfied at this moment. |
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The
Horny Boys blow away the competition. |
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while
I play bass on auto-pilot, the entire time thinking of how long
it's been since I've had a lap dance. |
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I
can't remember the last time John looked so happy, of course, his
left hand is mysteriously BELOW the keyboard, so perhaps we'd best
not explore this too closely |
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I
CAN remember the last time Mike looked so churlish, that's right,
I said churlish, and no, I don't know what it means either. |
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Reagan
showed her complete mastery of hip fashion with this stunning ensemble
of whatever she could find that was clean from her closet. She still
has great legs though, and the fact that you can't see them just
goes to confirm that it was not I who did the photography. |
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And
finally Happy Tommy, wearing a remarkably low key shirt. The framing
of this shot makes me think that whoever took it was tripping. Not
in the illegal drugs sense, but actually tripping, over cords or
something, wooooooaaaaaah |