The importance of being earnest

[shara_fares]

Has Spoo told you about our total artistic-ness this weekend? We are, like, inappropriately cool and artful

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[janey_emm]

Sock Puppet 1: You're so bourgeois.

Sock Puppet 2: Fuck you! That was out of line.

Ah, the Khyber. Glad to see you haven't abandoned all of our Haligonian pretentious-art-in-bars ways.

[punchpuppy]

I prefer to co-opt the term "nouveau proletariat." Now *that* sounds like the name of a pretonscious sotopopomo band if ever there was one. Hit singles may or may not include "Top-Heavy Superstructure," "This is Not a Sotopopomo Band," "Fuck you, Sock Puppet!" and "Good Clean Marxist-Feminist Times."

Proletariat--it's the new bourgeois. Run don't walk.

[janey_emm]

Brilliant! My next band? Janey Emm and the Nouveau Proletariat. We will kick Nouvelle Vague's ass.

[punchpuppy]

My band will be called Sock Puppet's New Regime. None of the songs will have recognizable lyrics--the vocals will consist of mumbling and repeated references to "baby" and "mama" (symbols of proletariat and bourgeoisie, obviously).

I think we've got the material for a swank hyperreality show. All we need is some bastard judges dressed all in black and we're all set.

[shara_fares]

Dude, are you in a 'Peg band? This is too sotopopimo for me to follow. But it's funny, for sure.

[punchpuppy]

Alas, no, unless you include the boyband that lives inside my head.

[shara_fares]

Oh my crap! The bourgeois sock puppets would so totally have fit right in. This is an important and ironic connection, a connection completely in keeping with our Khyberist beginnings.

'Wonder what hot shirtless Joseph's up to these days. Probably wearing too many shirts.

[janey_emm]

Checking out some other girl wearing an unseasonably warm red cardigan, I bet.

Mmmm. Hot Joseph and the Hot Joseph Band. I believe I still have the CD you rejected.

Also at the Khyber: Voyd! dfm talking the crowd out of an encore! Us buying all his merch!

[punchpuppy]

Who is this "hot shirtless Joseph" you speak of? Cue the music from Grease ("Tell me more, tell me more, did ya get very far? Ba bah, ba bah...").

[janey_emm]

Mmmm. Hot Joseph.

The seeds of healthy obsession were sown when Shara and I attended a production of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat in a local church. Hot Joseph was the star of the show.

I'd tell you why we were there, but alas, Hot Joseph was shirtless throughout much of the proceedings, and the reason has been lost in a haze of chest. We later ran into Hot Joseph and his Hot Joseph Band on an evening when we had decided to make ourselves feel better about life through beer, and we discovered that in real life, Joseph had an unfortunate tendency to layer tees. Thus, the heckling. TOO MANY SHIRTS! FEWER SHIRTS!