Last Wednesday at the Super Robertson Supper Show,

the Legion of Flying Monkeys, my earnest and longsuffering band played

a 45 minute set to the sound of applause and cheering from friends and

casual observers at the Railway Club.

Staging is a fine art form.  Part of the discipline is creating a suitable space for

one’s audience.  I arranged chairs beforehand so as to create a space up front

that would allow participants to stand at audience mikes.  The effect was

predictable,  now that I look back – my friends sat in the back of the room

while some innebriate dumbass gargled his life story into my face for the duration

of our songs.   Rage is a fierce focal tool.

Our best show ever.