This all-too-brief and face-hurtingly funny reading segued into the musical portion of evening, with a buckskin-shirt-and-coonskin-cap-clad Coulton laying down a few gems. Here’s the set list, with helpful time demarcations:
- 37 min: An ode to Adama, Starbuck, those other wily Capricans, to the tune of the original Battlestar Galactica theme song
- 39 min: "Tom Cruise Crazy," which is just as awesome as it sounds
- 43 min: "The Future," a wistful sci-fi epic of adolescent angst
- 47 min: "Brookline," Coulton’s chronicle of getting sucked into the charming-yet-Lovecraftian vortex that is Brookline, thanks to Hodgman’s nefarious influence
- 52 min: "The Presidents," an "88 Lines About * 44 Women"-style ditty about all the presidents so far (a song that’s about to get a major retooling)
- 57 min: The evening’s grand finale, a moment of musical/literary history that MAY NEVER BE REPEATED, in which Hodgman picks up a ukelele and joins Coulton in an adorably wobbly rendition of "Tonight You Belong to Me." Holy swoon.