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Wednesday, June 26, 2019
The Escaped Fetal Pigs - "Mutilate A Baby Doll"
This was a fun one to play. I got to play guitar on it while Mark would tear apart a baby doll. Essentially, this seemed to be a parody of all those violent heavy metal songs. I am not quite sure why the camera focuses on me playing guitar instead of following Mark into the audience, but at least we have the dancer on stage to keep us entertained. I have no idea who she was, but she seemed to be having fun. This was another one of Mark's songs. He remains creative today. He just wrote a novel called 'Twas The Week After Christmas, which I quite enjoyed reading.
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