“I’m Jered. But you know that.”

Hail the post-truth era.

The concept of "post truth" is the liberal, completely pacified, bullshit, mindblowingly fucking retarded dumbed down version of shitty 20-40 30-50 year old postmodern thought, which itself looks like fangs in comparison but is really just a Halloween prop.

Yeah, the music industry has always been on the up-and-up until 2018.

If anything he was discovered and investigated quicker now than he ever would've been in the past.

It's easier to discern the truth now than it ever was. So much for the "post-truth" era.

I highly doubt that, as Wiseau at least provided something to his followers (a movie and limitless imitations and memes). What did Jared provide, an anecdote? "Hey, remember that Threatin' guy? Yeah he was weird..."

Nah, my money is on a quick fade to obscurity and lingering shame.

A couple of dozen people showed up for the gig last night with mostly journalists in attendance. According to NME, when the first band hit the stage 20 or so people were there and when speaking with the venue’s booker, Charlie, the amount of tickets sold couldn’t be revealed.

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The music plays out over the PA and the curtain drops revealing animatronic mannequins wearing t-shirts that read “Fake Band” while holding cardboard instruments.

Towards the end of the track, Jered finally turned up along with a backing band wearing shirts reading “not real.”

He tells the crowd “You are all invisible” as the song ends and doesn’t speak to the crowd for the remainder of the 45-minute set. During other tracks, the frontman kept a joke going where he points the microphone to a mannequin, goes to take it back and sing but stops himself. That carried on numerous times throughout, but he also brought up a blow-up doll with a BBC News shirt that he mimes receiving fellatio from.

The show gets even better though, as it was riddled with technical errors. The mics kept cutting out and the ridiculous backdrop started to fall down at one point. Jered then ended the set by tearing up the stage, ripping up the banners and decapitating the mannequins. He did a mock bow as he exited.