You can make me a Tofurkey sandwich wearing anything, or even nothing, but don't try and turn the act of making me lunch into some sort of vague, misplaced mish mash of everyday life and sexual politics.
You are awesome.
I always thought what was interesting about marching bands was that they were made of highly disciplined and robotic nerds who made different abstract shapes on a football field and played music
at the same time. At least that's why I joined the marching band in high school.
I think the funny thing about this band is just imagining the dudes that were serious, like
serious about marching bands, almost to the point of it being this like paramilitary kind of career choice...
those dudes MUST be the most motivated forces behind the E.A.M.B. Like one of these goatee'd jazz/rock fusion obsessives is in the Extra Action Office with the publisher of Rope And Titties magazine and they're plotting out their erotic-entertainment/novelty-liquor-promotion empire. This seems like the chance of many-a-mutant to be affiliated with undeniable
sexiness for the first time in their life.