Flipside 2004
Space Tards on the Short Bus to GLORY
SUNDAY and beyond

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Naturally there was only one place to go.

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Do you see the meagaphone?
Of course not. That's because we stole it again.
This is now an annual tradition.
(It was eventually returned with a 'BUH' sticker as warning)

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I couldn't have thought of a better way to have ended a Flipside. It was now around 7AM. The Karaoke machine had long been shut down, the puppets all reeked of booze and the microphones were off.
We closed down Bak Sheesh with an accapella version of Rainbow Connection. Spalding Grey talked of perfect moments, the moments where everything comes together, sum up your journey and let you know it's time to go home.
This was mine.
Perhaps everyone's.

Thank you, Bak Sheesh....
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8AM tableau
In less than an hour it was going to soar to 108 degrees. I decided to just stay up and pack.