You're gonna need help, man. Enlist me.
UPDATE: No sooner did I almost log off for the night, did I come upon this excellent bit of education in stagecraft. People must wonder why I'm so down on all the young gunslingers of today. Well, it's because I don't see much of this:
Note how P. Hook keeps the bass low, how the drummer doesn't do a lot of fucking around, how B. Sumner stays focused on delivering tasty lines, and leaves the attention where it belongs, on the weird & hypnotic Mr. Curtis (who shows off his dancing chops around 2:30)
I see too much of this:
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