W. Z. Mandias Interuptus

This past Saturday we played a semi-private-but-not-really show at the Irish Pub in Quincy as a post-reception celebration of my brother Matt’s marriage to his now-wife Sharilyn. Towards the end of the night we embarked on our song “W. Z. Mandias” with some aplomb. People were looking forward to it because we hadn’t done it in a while. Just as we reached the “I look at your works and tremble” climactic moment (the first time) with shouts upon people’s lips, our aged and evidently quite experienced power strip thought better of it and stopped, resulting in a silent frustration. The intrepid Jeremy and Noah were able to procure a fresh white new surge protector and five minutes later we were able to get going again. With some discussion and adjustment, we happily resumed in the exact same spot and eventually finished with 97-99 percent safety if used properly.

Jay