The music department - if you can call them that (a sincere joke) - filmed quite a few concerts held in the school. My band at the time, Box Clever, were the first, and only band, to ensure those recording a concert we performed at, scrub the entire thing. Why? Because the few "dancers" we invited up to the stage tried to re-enact the end of a Who gig. The amps were knocked over, someone took out the drums Kurt Cobain style, and several underpants were worn upon the head. The best part was seeing the janitor chase some of them through the school corridors and some of the parents comparing it to the Sex Pistols. The biggest injustice was that we, the band, got suspended for doing nothing other than inviting people onto the stage to dance. Too rock 'n' roll for school. Censored? Now there's a laugh. Mummys' boys with expensive guitars.
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