Wednesday, June 25 — T. S. S. O. E.

Matt’s hat brim is too flat. Trey's tone sounds like a sneeze in a velvet glove. Nick might be in sleep mode. Fishman sneezed 37 times, and Matt brought a trombone to a kazoo fight.

Page? Allegedly there. Possibly microwaving a burrito in the green room.

We tried to recap night one at SNHU but accidentally invented a new genre: Ass to Themecore. It's all MoMA, no Movement. The grill was cold. The crowd was hot. The vibe was “"Doors at Four" becomes a lifestyle. The band clocked out at early, yawn.

Also:

• Nick’s tone is fierce, but alone
• Matt withers into dust mid-episode
• We refuse to fix anything, especially the facts
• Trey might be recovering from New Year’s 2014

It's only night one. The Rubik’s cube is scrambled. The sneeze count is live.
Let’s go. Or let’s nap. Either way… it's Insuphishient.

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