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Phoenix: “Fences”

Is there still a debate over the Summer ‘09 Jam?  Because I don’t know that there should be.

If you still don’t believe me, just read some of these first-hand experiences from those who’ve played it at their summer parties:

“I was stuck cooking burgers and dogs and doing the DJing.  Everyone was just kind of standing around like blah.  I put on Phoenix and then, BLAM! Partytime!”

“When I realized I wasn’t going to be able to outwit a party guest, I turned on ‘Fences’.  Everyone began dancing and praising me.  That showed him.”

“Two dandies were competing for the attentions of one scrumptious coquette.  When ‘Fences’ came on, the pair got so caught up in dancing, they lost interest in the strumpet and grabbed the first two floozies they saw.”

“I was locked inside of a cellar starving when Phoenix came on.  I loved it so much that I forgot all about needing to eat and was able to survive until the arrival of the police.”

“We were in a stockade with a bunch of farm animals.  The stink and filth was nearly unbearable.  Then ‘Fences’ came on and it was like we were transported to a dancefloor at a seaside resort.  Really we were just rolling around in mud and pig feces.  But we just didn’t care!”

“The Romans were surrounded by Gallic tribes outside of Alesia.  One of the soldiers put on ‘Fences’ by Phoenix.  It was just what the Roman Army needed to rally and win the battle.”

“The aliens had bound us with some type of rope made from Moontree.  There was just enough room for me to worm my arm out and press ‘Play’ on my iPod Dock.  ‘Fences’ by Phoenix came on.  Thirty seconds later my friends and I were free and boogying with the little green men until dawn.”