Last night, we went to see what was, apparently, a live-action production of Sons Of Anarchy:
They flew the colors, they began to fight
They flailed at each other like bugs at a light
Bodies and bikes beyond repair
Smell of oil and gas in the air
I did not recognize the writer, Bill-somebody, as being associated with the series, however.
It was easily the loudest set we’ve every seen at the Powerhouse Theater, and it drove some of the frailer theater goers away at intermission.
I even think I heard some Dethklok in the musical segments. Cookie monster vocals of something, anyways.