How sad, it takes my sister threatening to leave home (again) to make my brother and me best of friends. I had lovely Serendipity music playing as my sister stormed back and forth, so when she was done, Philip and I moved towards the music and began imitating the band.
Philip sang crouched over with his hand behind his back.
I played bass with my mouth hanging open.
Philip Philip did funky dance moves.
I pretended to be the drummer enveloped in a cloud of smoke.
We both played much air guitar.
And then we sang “Everyone’s Man” over and over until we worked out the harmony and became authentic imitators.
Twas good fun.