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Alejandro and the Fame: Live In Concert

For those who missed (or those who simply want to relive it), here’s the complete (minus the talky parts) Alejandro & the Fame performance from last Friday, May 20, at the Boston University Theatre for the Huntington Theatre Company’s 35 Below party. It was pretty epic.

(and yes, some of the video is blocked by people, but you were more interested in listening than seeing anyway, weren’t you? Thought so)

Born This Way

The Fame

Telephone

Speechless

Pokerface

Paparazzi

LoveGame

Summergirl (Summerboy)

Brown Eyes

Boys Boys Boys

Judas/Bad Romance

We also did an encore of a Foo Fighters song that we never actually rehearsed. The songs we played were all the songs we knew, but the crowd really wanted an encore, and most of us knew the song, so we tried went with it. One girl even grabbed our lead singer from the crowd and said “I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU PLAY JUST PLAY ANYTHING.” So we did.

My Hero (Foo Fighters)

Alejandro & the Harbingers of the Apocalypse

Friday night was the first performance of my all-male Lady Gaga cover band, Alejandro & the Fame. In light of the then-impending rapture, we changed our name to Alejandro & the Harbingers of the Apocalypse. We have since returned to the Fame.

Audio/video to come, but for now, here’s some pictures to tide you over:

Alejandro & the Fame, Boston's premiere all-male Lady Gaga cover band, at the Huntington Theatre Company's 35 Below party
From left to right: Thom Dunn (guitar/bass/keys), Allon Dubbler (bass/keys), Paul Cantillon (vocals), Chris "The Doctor" Barone (drums), and Greg Ney (guitar)

Yes, I’m wearing leopard print leggings and jean shorts. No, I do not own the leopard print leggings. Yes, I did make my own jean shorts.

Here's a picture from the back of the room. Not a bad crowd!

Photos by Justin Seward

Writing, Writing Everywhere, and Not a Drop To Read

I have to apologize for the radio silence here at ThomDunn.net over the last few weeks. Layne Anderson, a close friend and former roommate of mine, passed away unexpectedly on April 7th, and as much as I’ve kept up with everything (well, almost everything), time has been rather a blur. I’ve chronicled the situation as impersonally as possible over at FiveByFiveHundred.com in two posts — Shark Grief, about my own grieving process, and iWake, which as entirely fictional account of a some inappropriate gallows humor inspired by the situation of which Layne would have most certainly approved.

Meanwhile, this week’s entry steps away from the morbidity and explores the quantum mechanics of one night stands as interpreted through Bell’s Theorem, using the Shrödinger’s Cat experiment as a proof. Hopefully, that sounds ridiculous (and ridiculously intriguing) enough for you to check out Shrödinger’s Cat Call, also over at FiveByFiveHundred.com.

Also in the last two weeks, we’ve officially opened Sons of the Prophet at the Huntington, which is then moving to the Roundabout Theatre Company Off-Broadway in the Fall. Plus, I did some filming for Art & Design of the 20th & 21st Centuries and the Boston Print Fair, did a small reading of my new play, True Believers (which is set at a Comic Book Convention and features a cameo by the Cyborg Head of Stan Lee, among other things), and started rehearsals and arrangements for my (wait for it) all-male hard rock Lady Gaga tribute band, Alejandro & the Fame, which is going to be every bit as ridiculous as it sounds. Come check us out on May 20th at the afterparty for Propeller Theatre Company’s all-male production of Shakespeare’s The Comedy of Errors at the Huntington’s B.U. Theatre.

Woo. Okay. I think that’s it. Tune in next week for your regularly scheduled programming.