delicious dishes of justice

Amy and Beth fed the Nick and Ian and I a strange 6-course meal of strangeness last night. It was bizarre and wonderful. It sort of counts as music news, because I played part of an Opeth song on the mandolin as part of a music video re-enactment for the amusement of Nick, who was taken by surprise. And also tied up with duct tape and burned alive. Ian was served a banana and marshmallow phallus. Collectively, we ate unidentifyable things as odes in mega-cold. I dressed in drag. Fun and confusion were had and consumed in abundance.