The lead singer has athletic thighs. The crowd in front got drunk during the opening act. Someone asks her if they can have her babies.

“Eighties? You want my eighties? Why would anyone want my eighties?”

The question is explained to her.

“Babies? Sure, you can have them. Babies are a lot of work.”

She picks at her guitar.

“Do you know what you’re getting yourself into? Babies are a full time job. Really.”

She adjusts her shoulder strap.

Someone shouts a song name.

“Thankless. It’s thankless.”

The crowd whispers questions.

“Hmm? Oh, no. I’m still talking about babies. Being a mother. It’s thankless. That’s not the name of the song. We’re going to play something from the vault.”