Compared to some of the glamorously grandiose theatres Glam Nation has graced, this venue is a hovel. What we have is a hollow tin shed with no lighting from the front. But if we look at the positives, it does lend it the exciting feeling of an illegal warehouse squat rave. Buoyant from the news of the Prop 8 reversal, we have a cheeky set as Adam tucks into the tequila. We're still missing lots of songs at the moment, but here's my playlist:
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