there's a hand from behind and it cups my mouth

So I finally got around to packing and took a cab to the airport and now my Southwest flight has been delayed at least an hour because of bad weather and I figure, hey, I might as well use this free wifi connection they have here, and then I start to think about the YouTube video I posted here a few hours ago and start to wonder if maybe, just maybe some performance of the Sisters has been immortalized here in this corner of Googledom Rupert Murdochdom, and then ...

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

I'm fainting. I need to lie down. I think I might have the vapors, whatever they are.

Watch. Just watch:



Update: My apologies for initially maligning YouTube by insinuating they were part of the Murdoch empire. I was thinking of MySpace. YouTube, of course, is part of the Google empire, which is collecting an enmormous database on all our web surfing, searching and purchasing habits, no doubt leading someday to some massive data leak that will embarrass 86 percent of the sentient beings on earth. Yes, I'm expecting lots of shamefaced questions about why I seem so interested in pee shyness.

Anyway, I still can't get over this clip -- many, many thanks to the person who posted it. Midway through watching it I realized with a shock that I was finally getting a chance to see the Sisters perform. The last time I witnessed Cindy slinging that accordion she was in Pee Shy, and it looks like she's picked up a few more moves since then (I don't remember her swinging it like a pendulum, for instance). Wondrous, wondrous, wondrous stuff.