9–13-08 Earth­dance, Lay­tonville, CA poster by David Singer

9/13/08 Moonalice poster by David SingerSep­tem­ber 13, 2008 Earth­dance, Lay­tonville, California
Moon­al­ice poster by David Singer

Accord­ing to Moon­al­ice leg­end, the hills around present-day Lay­tonville are alive with the sound of kazoos and slide whis­tles. This area has long attracted funny peo­ple with fakes noses, loud cloth­ing, giant shoes, and lots of make-up. But where did they come from? And why here? The Leg­end offers some insight. Appar­ently, Red Barns — the neme­sis of the Moon­al­ice tribe — had a place here. You have to watch out for Red Barns. Unlike his broth­ers, Whitey and Smokey, Red was all bad. He hated the peace, love, and low tones of the Moon­al­ice tribe … and beat them up when­ever he could. The tribe lived in ter­ror, until a clown named Grandpa Gravy came to Lay­tonville. Red took one look at Grandpa and ran out of town. He had Coul­ro­pho­bia, the fear of clowns. The tribe here has lived hap­pily ever after, pro­tected by the Gravys.

Accord­ing to Moon­al­ice leg­end, danc­ing is good. Most of the time our happy feet are one with the earth. But when the buzz gets really good, we just play and let the earth dance.

Accord­ing to Moon­al­ice leg­end, a man must walk down four short roads or one very long road before they call him a man.




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