A special thanks to Philip Edward Laubner, perhaps the greatest living photographer left after the Great Kodak Purge, and as always, we tilt our tophats to Kelly Ann Richmond for organizing the UNITE! event and for asking us to perform. If we stumble upon more photos they will be added! These four pictures will be followed by a visual representation of a moment of silence honoring the brave souls who perished to make this happen.

Lo! Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West,
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest.
There shrines and palaces and towers
(Time-eaten towers that tremble not!)
Resemble nothing that is ours.
Around, by lifting winds forgot,
Resignedly beneath the sky
The melancholy waters lie.

. . .

But lo, a stir is in the air!
The wave – there is a movement there!
As if the towers had thrust aside,
In slightly sinking, the dull tide -
As if their tops had feebly given
A void within the filmy Heaven.
The waves have now a redder glow -
The hours are breathing faint and low -
And when, amid no earthly moans,
Down, down that town shall settle hence,
Hell, rising from a thousand thrones,
Shall do it reverence.

- Edgar Allan Poe