Hell yes, we sing!

It's really about all that happens. OK, MAYBE there's a little chit-chat here and there to catch up with flesh-and-blood friends, but I can assure you that, gossip and innuendo to the contrary, there's more singing packed into that weekend than..... well, the sheer power of it all in one place MUST do something weird to the time-space continuum. Especially 2am Saturday when the shanties take over, or Sunday morning when it's Bloody-Lamb time.

(Or has it changed much since I've been there? Are we only going for the sex-drugs-doowop now?)

Dani