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Jim Bob, former Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine frontman and professional rabble rouser, is on stage in sunglasses and a particularly sparkly jacket.
This is a rearranged gig from the summer, postponed when the hotel next to the venue burned down just before showtime. The singer addresses the walrus in the room: “We were gonna come on to We Didn’t Start The Fire. We didn’t, but it’s important that you know we thought about it.”
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