Last night I saw Skinny Puppy's last-ever show. It was emotional. They broke 4th wall during the 2nd encore. Did the "and on keyboards..." thing which, for industrial music, is the equivalent of Marcel Marceau going into a monolog. "In the words of Fakir Musafar, we are gentle people in a vicious world, and we have to take care of each other." They even posed for a group photo with a nearly-sold-out Paramount. It was something else.
This morning I paid for Peacock so my family can watch Eurovision.