HO. HO. HO.

          It’s that time of year, folks. It’s the time of year when the Cafiero clan (after spending 11 months talking about a Christmas song, and the fact that we should really record it early) goes totally insane and races to finish their damn Christmas song. And then it occurred to

Revolutionary Road. Post #3, from Guest Blogger, Erica.

The audition room is very warm and has beige carpeting. It smells vaguely like potato chips. The wall I am facing is covered with tall windows, and there is a long table in front of me with four people sitting at it. Their coats are tossed over the chairs, and there are papers stacked in