EngineOfAnOldParkedCarVille
And we've got tickets.
All of us.
C., Bigger E, littler e., and me too.
All of which has led to a fury of set-list and tea-leaf reading trying to figure out what we will see and hear.
I figure I'd like the current Set 'A', just for a 10 or 12 minute version of 'Kitty's Back!' although given the Phantom's unfortunate illness I'm not so sure that's gonna happen by the time the Circus comes to Lotusland
But then I stumbled upon a rumour that 'Growin' Up' might be in the mix.
Given how important that soaring excercise in self-preservatory fantastgoric-flim-flammery was to me when I was a kid, well......
I couldn't help blurting out, to no one in particular, something about how I might start balling if they did actually play it.
littler e., who was sitting across the Subterranean Blues Room (ie. the basement cubby hole where we keep our mind-control boxes) heard me and just said, kind of matter-of-factly:
"But I've never seen you cry before Dad."
Which is very strange thing for an 8 year old to say, indeed.
Then again, littler e. has never seen me 'stand stone-like at midnight, suspended in my masquerade' before either.
OK?
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