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MY SON, THE MUMMY EPISODE 2:
"Find Hypercubus!"
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"What price, mutation?"
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THE BAND
Tom Byrne – mummy,
Chris Fortier – vox, guitars, beatnik, musical director
Rico Mastrodonado – guitar
Kevin Witte – bass guitar
Laura – vox
Dianne - vox
Chris McGrew – drums
Douglas Thomas – saxonphone
Kevin Gerzevitz – keys, team spooky
Dave Stallard – tabla
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Set One
The Dinosaurphosis
Mummy Theme
Chantilly Lace
Alley Oops
Mr. Bojangles
If I Only Had Brains
Clare de Pusherman
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Seth Two
Precata Banana (dormi morir)
The Monster Mash
That Happy Fishegg
Football Anthem #1
Creep in the Cellar
Martino 10 trailer
Babies Cry Everyday
This Guy’s in Love with You
Lucy Outro
Encore: I’m a Mummy
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SYNOPSIS:
TIME: Somewhere between engagement and wedding:
It’s been said that absence makes the heart grow fonder and this episode turned out to be…some kind of exception. Not about to let a little something like dimensional proximity get in the way of their burgeoning love affair and imminent wedding day, the two star-crossed lovers settle into their non-local shoes and forge ahead with their ove affair.
A gender bender of electrifyin’ proportion. Reincarnative wheel goes south as M. wakes up to find himself stuck inside Barney’s meat in "the Dinosaurphosis." Only through the sacred hollywood tradition of bad entertainment is he able to escape. Inter-cosmos communication! Possession! The Mummy entertains, approaching superluminal speeds, recalling that gnostic form of cunnilingus known as "glossolalia." It’s a big hit with the Pentecostals…and the kids.
Sherilyn Embers, the Mummy’s dimensionally-displaced fiancee, takes over the bodies of his backup singers and teasingly encourages the Mummy to try out some of his worst impressions for the short attention span set: a group of 200 or so entertanment-starved patrons of the Café du Nord, San Francisco. By the end of the first set, she has successfully knocked the Mummy up from beyond the grave in a jaw-dropping example of reverse fertilization.
Barefoot and preggers! Gestation time: one set. Finally, in a fit of modern maenadian, cannabilistic orgy the Triplemint Twins abduct and perform a makeshift caesarean section. A screaming wild foetus popping out of the Mummy nave. Billy Mummy , jr., his brutish progeny destined to haunt the streets of Hollywood…is born. The two immediately hit it off and launch into the show’s final number. Of note is the fact the 3-minute old baby screeched out its first solo: A Ham is Born. That about covers it. |
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