It was Boston. It was Wang. It was not Wang Chung.
Little David.

Big David.

Playing in a Church.
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OK. OK. It wasn’t a church and it didn’t burn down. But boy was there dancing. Our whole balcony bounced…especially during the Talking Heads covers.
Maybe it was a church.

With naked people.

And very small performers way down there.

Floating up above the suburbs.

Running

Into the 1970s Rock and Roll gestalt

Anyway, hallelujah

The visuals were astounding. And the hits were hits. This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody)
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Things were white

And way down there

Little ants

Singing songs about Slippery People.
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No wait, it’s New York. And we’re all in David’s apartment. I wish we were invited in.

Life During Wartime involves some kind of ice skating simulation
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This is the sort of thing you only experience Once in a Lifetime.
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Wait. Once in a Lifetime twice? What’s going on here.
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I guess we were invited after all. Everybody’s Coming to My House he said.
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And then it all came to a flaming end Burning Down the House.
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Goodbye band.

Goodbye very small David.
