T1B

Okay, here's your chance to assemble a band from our own motley misfits:

vocals: War Wagon
lead/rhythm guitar: Cuda
bass: Mace (because it rhymes)
nice bongos: katy
Hammond B3 organ: Martyred
drums: poptart

the horn section, AKA "The Smooth Tard Wind": Dins, PSUFAN, Mikey

tour manager: Tom in VA

Also, Bushice will be the troop's "dancer". He wont actually dance, but rather, he'll be suspended in a cage over the stage, wearing nothing but a dog collar and an adult diaper. Kind of a Parliament thing, only more humiliating.

needs more cowbell

kazoo: mvscal

the t1b all-stars would play nothing but belle and sebastian and wolf parade covers. we'd play boy with the arab strap front to back, get into some early and new shit, and then finish with a rousing rendition of wp's apologies with a final encore of "this heart's on fire," the greatest live song ever written.

this would be the one and only t1b all star setlist:

expectations
another sunny day
passion fruit
electronic renaissance
loneliness of a middle distance runner
seymour stein
seeing other people
dress up in you
wrapped up in books
the model
if you're feeling sinister
the state i'm in
your cover's blown
dog on wheels
get me away from here, i'm dying
i love my car
dirty dream number two
simple things
the roller coaster ride
--- wolf parade encore ---
things i don't know
shine a light
we built a modern world
you are a runner
fancy claps
grounds for divorce
it's a curse
dear sons and daughters of hungry ghosts
i'll believe in anything
modern world
--- second encore ---
dinner bells
bed's exploding
same ghost every night
this heart's on fire
--- b&s encore three ---
sleep the clock around

I'd throw a few Kraftwerk numbers in there.