Performances
A rotating set of covers from Hank Williams Sr. to Nirvana, with plenty of harmony in between.
Our one-night-only premiere party performance. Fog machine borrowed from the warehouse. Somebody's cousin played Goldenface. The keyboard intro took four tries. Still the closest this band will ever get to a red carpet.
Recorded at Poor Richard's after the trophies were handed out. Includes the extended dance break HR asked us to remove and the shorter dance break we actually performed.
A sincere twelve-string apology song about college tuition promises. Not legally binding. Very emotionally binding. Audience participation on the line "hey Mr. Scott, whatcha gonna do?"
Filmed in the conference room during mandatory safety training. Chest compressions on beat. No dummy was harmed. Someone from accounting passed on the first try.
Closing number from the warehouse talent show. Involves zero actual parkour and one folding chair placed slightly too close to the edge of the stage. Hard landing, soft applause.
Slow blues about a mug that says World's Best Boss even though everybody knows who bought it for themselves. Surprisingly tender. We only play it after midnight and before someone requests "Closing Time."