Ladies and gentlemen, Greg Troops.

In a house Christmas jowler is one of Tenzo and Holley strewn across the streets

the taking down of trees and the final resolutions being stuffed into a box

the last three pieces of chocolate nod at the ones with teeth marks or nougat's

it's the end of the holiday season as we breach forward and look across the

bridge gapping the chronology that we've imposed upon ourselves as white

Europeans in this post-Christ era. Once more we look for the artificial boundary

that defines our life each time the winter solstice comes and we've forgotten

once again about lying in a shallower ditch with a fishbone

in our hair having wild sex with a sprig of Holley which is the original nature

of Christmas. Saturnalia gives way to the rising of the New Year and once again

we convene for the group cast smartest man in the world which we're doing

under the labor of vodka here tonight. Yes the vodka's commence is high at

top Alcoa Plaza here and the financial district which is colored orange on the

mural behind me because the blood of the workers is imbued in all the cement

you said upon here tonight. Once more from the cold confines of San Francisco

we get forward to the group cast and we welcome our festive live crowd here

tonight who's come to the punchline here in San Francisco where I'll be playing

all weekend long during the New Year's holiday so that people from Dublin

have somewhere to go and something to do.

I will say this I don't know if it's in my advancing year and I will say clearly

much more than this but first let me start with that I will say this really we

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