The Fredösphere

Realtime.  I love those black velvet jackets, but I bet it's a nightmare getting the hair clippings off them after a long day's work behind the barber's chair.  The group sneaks in a few quasi-legitimate sixth chords, and the baritone displays fine control of the all-important single-eyebrow waggle during his closeup.  This performance shows why they crush the competition, and the velvet.



Nightlife.  Here they sing "One Moment in Time," a oddly beautiful meditation on the metaphysics of temporal existence, the  persistence of subjective perception, and the politics of meaning.  I think.  I do know it ain't "Coney Island Baby."

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