A no band, long night at Stork Club got weird (as always) albeit in an entirely foreign way. My little brother performed stand-up comedy for the first time. I’m not the funniest in my family. I was never perceived as a potential comedian by my family, too quiet and bookish. Ortavius on the other hand, had the natural clowning affability associated with the collective unconsciousness’ projection of “comedy”. I celebrated my 4th year of stage-standing on 12/3. My brother, four years my junior, debuted on 12/12. It was fun watching something so new and familiar, the shakiness and awkward first steps, as a grizzled old host on the sidelines. I have no idea if the great experiment will continue with my young kin, but I’m glad I finally have something to be older-brotherly about for my precocious little twerp. Let the nepotism commence!
OHHHH MY GOD ANOTHER PATTERSON. the world couldn’t be so lucky.
also, orenthal and ortavius? THOSE ARE THE BEST FUCKING NAMES EVER