In November 2006, something happened in +2712. Something completely unplugged.

Some very important people were gathered in the Intimate Theatre. Some even more important people were mountain climbing in Switzerland and could not be there. But when they heard about the level of unplugedness they were displeased, and agreed unanimously that if proper marketing and promotion had reached them in time, they would have made every effort to be there, including such drastic measures as the selling of houses and lemonade-stand fundraising. There was only one foreigner in this group of even more important people who knew the terrible truth about how horrible Swiss lemonade is, but it suffices to say that he was caught up in the hype and managed merely a smile and a nod, and found his arm involuntarily engaging in the unanimous high five session that immediately followed this discussion deep in a valley in the Alps.

Desmond and the Tutus were not mountain-climbing. They were there, and they were unplugged.

In fact, Shane, the multi-faceted multi-dimensional translucent hyper-intelligent frontman of Desmond had even designed this flyer, which was unfortunately not distributed in Switzerland.