When I discovered that Weird Al was actually on the bill at the most eclectic festival lineup I'd ever seen ("I can see Agnostic Front and Weird Al on the same day?!?" was my initial response) I had to drop "Start a Pac-Man-related cult" from my bucket list to make room for "participate in a Weird Al pit."* This has been one of many situational exceptions I've had to make to my well-documented "Too Old For The Pit" rule. I made perhaps too many exceptions during the weekend of Riot Fest, as my ribs remain bruised (presumably from Sunday's Screeching Weasel prancings,) but I appear to have survived.

Highlights that I was unable to fit into the song:
1. A dude dressed as a banana in said pit
2. A dude dressed as Jesus in said pit (I told him "Hey! I read your book!")
3. Moshing to "Ricky." Seriously. "Ricky."
4. Watching Steve Jay and Jim West occasionally take photos of said pit
5. Watching a dude on the edge of said pit explain to his teenaged daughter the cardinal rule of "someone goes down, you help them up." Felt that in my soul.

Special thanks to Al, whose birthday is next week. And also to my wife, for encouraging me to go to this thing. And to MC Lars for absolving me of the inadvertent theft of his "damn, son" bit. And to Dr. Demento for the years upon years of support...it just hit me that this is the first song I've ever released that has NO chance whatsoever of being played on the Dr. Demento show. But damned if he didn't end the show strong as hell, and on his own terms. (Barry, if you're reading this, all the best in your retirement.)

* Apologies to anyone who has already converted their worldly posessions to tokens in anticipation of said cult. No refunds.

Music and Lyrics by Timothy F. Crist
Vocals / Programming / Arrangement / Keytar by Tim "Shoebox" Crist
Gang vocals by Luke Ski, Lindsay Smith, Tony Goldmark, Devo Spice, Steve Goodie, Chris Mezzolesta, and Insane Ian (who was there!)
Mixed and Mastered by Steve Goodie