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The
final act carried the unfortunate moniker "The Itchy
Pits," a name which couldn't be further from the absolute
bliss they assembled out of a strange collection of wonderful
things: namely, a bass-turned-theramin, a guitar-player
in fetal position, two turntables, and a yahoo on the microphone.
Over the pleasantly painful sounds the band created, the
Itchy Pits vocalist spun a story about a Boy Scout named
Sam who didn't let girls into his tree house until he met
Lisa, who befriended him after he accepted the compliments
she lavashed upon him concerning a bear he had whittled
out of wood. The story took several suspenseful turns before
the glorious ending, wherein Lisa and Sam partake in a dance
party which - get this - was actualized by the audience
of the Awkward Experiment.
Without a doubt, the night was a peculiar, extraordinary
success. Those who missed this show can look foward to more
Awkward evenings in the coming semester, and anyone wishing
to get involved can experience the madness first-hand. The
blend of sensations and emotions evoked by the entire evening
left everyone smiling and scratching their heads.
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The most widely
attended Pits gig ever! Itchy Pits headlined the first ever
Akward Experiment, playing to over one-hundered screaming
fans. The Pits closed out the night in typical fashion,
being lit only by a slow, pulsing strobe light, and let
loose with aural fury as Shaw unfurled a hilarious and touching
love story. Oh, sweet goodness and faith! Show dedicated
to Sam Morris, all up in the hospital.
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