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Twas the night before Philly and all through the town    *
The RECorders were too excited to lay their heads down
Their cameras were charged by the bedside with care
In hopes that RegularJoe and the gang soon would be there
Too early in the evening to be nestled in their beds
Instead, visions of Strawberry Bootlaces danced in their heads
And Kubi in his kerchief and wearing his cap
Had just finished the next episode of "Stupid Fucking Cat"
When out in the streets, music suddenly played,
RECorders flooded the roads, in a camera parade.
To the Merriam Theatre they marched, tapping their feet.  *
Dancing to Electric Loss, filling the streets.
When they got to the theater, they noticed a glow.
But it wasn't the moonlight causing this show.
When what before their wandering eyes should appear,
But a masked man with pointed cat ears.
His companion was regular, from head to toe.
The crowd shouted and cheered to start the show.
Joe looked out at the sea of red buttons forming,
And shouted to all, "Are we RECording?!!"
Now Metaphorist, Now Tori, Now Robo J and Wirrow.
On Metafictionist, On Mirtle, On Soju Shots, Here We Go!
From the front of the orchestra, to the farthest seat.
Now dance away, dance away, dance away to the beat!
Cameras were flashing as the wildness began,
Down and up, and through the aisles, Joe ran.
Up on the screen the Outsiders Myth played,
And with fire and tears, Mademoiselle Noir was slayed.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard the work rap,
Got Iterations, now stuck in my head like a trap.
Some RECorded with cameras, some used Polaroids.
Some used microphones, to capture each noise.
The flashes around me were beautiful and bright.
As friends and neighbors clapped and cheered with delight.
Tiny Stories were read, but not in tiny voices.
Which one was my favorite? There were so many choices!
There were Good Nights, and Loops, and songs by Ppeppina.
Prehistoric Childhood and On the Road footage filled the arena.
Oh look, there's Matt Conley with a camera gripped tight in hand,
And up there, who's that, Why, it's the HitRECord band!
Every RECording device in the venue ablaze
As RECorders and Tweeters were called up on stage.
Pocket Autopsies performed of random little items.
There's a merch table in the lobby with shirts, go buy them!
A guitar comes out as Joe sings a copyrighted tune,
"Don't post this on our site, but it’s ok on YouTube."
He spoke not another word but went straight to his strings,
And filled the whole venue with melodies and dreams.
Silence fell upon us as he ended his part.
Together the crowd chanted, "Again By Heart."
"The show's not over. There'll be one more surprise.
But first, thanks to our partners, Sony and Levis."
He sprang to his feet, to the crowd he gave a whistle,
And they all flew on stage like an animated missile.
I heard him exclaim as the lights came unlit,
"Thank you! Thank you! Now go forth and make shit!"






 *Alternate lines for other cities:



Twas the night before DC and all through the town*

To Warner Theatre they marched, tapping their feet.*



Twas the night before Richmond and all through the town*

To the National they marched, tapping their feet.*



Twas the night before Durham and all through the town*

To Duke they marched, tapping their feet.*



Twas the night before Rhode Island and all through the town*

To URI they marched, tapping their feet.*



Twas the night before Ithaca and all through the town*

To Cornell they marched, tapping their feet.








***I want to give a HUGE thumbs up and hug to "ILoveCupcakes" for helping me write this. I had the idea and I went to her and said I couldn't do it on my own. And she jumped right in and helped make it what it is! Christine, you're amazing. Thank you, Thank you for writing this with me! :D <3 xoxo