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Hello there, and good evening. I'm Elwood, and this man here... Well, over there, I guess, is my brother, Jake. Joliet Jake. The rest of the band should be around somewhere, and together, we're the Blues Brothers band, glad to bring a performance to any audience.

We're kind of in a fix right now, got ourselves thrown into the joint. But we finished our mission. That was really the point of the whole thing, and at least we're together now. I mean, that's something, right?

Stick around for a while. They let us play every so often, and you really might want to catch a show. Not much else to do around here, anyhow. I'd like to get out, myself, but who knows how long they'll keep us in here?

Anyway, if you've got places to go, I won't keep you. Got my harp to keep me company, and Jake's near enough. Thanks for stopping by, and, who knows, maybe we'll see you around somewhere, right?






(This is a fictional journal used for theatrical_muse, among other places. Character would be Elwood Blues of The Blues Brothers; crazy, non? I'm not Elwood. I don't own Elwood. I don't think that I'm Elwood. Same with Dan Aykroyd. And, heycrazy, I don't make any money off of this. You get the drift? Shiny. This'll include writing-bits done in first and third person, drawn from random times through and after the movie. Sooooohey, it's like an adventure. Almost... Except maybe not so much? AH WELL. Last bit o' info: Personal journal is scytheandroses. Whooparty.

Oh, and if Elwood leaves a random response, feel free to hit him/me or whathaveyou... He doesn't have much else to do in Joliet. >.>)