It dawns on me there was something else I wanted to say about the Evensong. It was sung by the men and boys choir from All Saints Ashmont, a sort of "sister parish" to Advent (for those of you not from Boston, these are our two Anglo-Catholic shrines.) We had a very close view of the entering procession, and one of the little boys was wearing a classic, full-blown mullet; I mean a true mullet, a la Bono at Live Aid. (He did not leap out into the congregation to dance with a girl, however, nor did he force his helpless collaborators to extend the Stanford Mag & Nunc to 12'.)

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