Okay, now the entertaining part of this section. While the well-disciplined Ian Underwood plays selected fragments from Wolfgang, Amadeus, Mozart's piano sonata in B-flat, and we make electric noises, some members of our rocking team combo will hop around on stage in a grotesque parody of the art of ballet dancing, which some of you may find amusing. ♫ ♫ ♫ ♫ ♫ ♫ ♫ ♫ Why do I hate chickens? Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack. Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack. ♫ Willy, come out of it! Go around. ♫ ♫ During this part of our extremely zany ballet, Don Preston, disguised as a mad scientist, will convert the unwilling motorhead Sherwood into a walking zombie. Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack.
