The lights go down and the curtain goes up on an edgy setup of spray-painted steel, and there is Graham in the middle of it all, looking super cool and captivating.

Soon, the stage fills with players and the music begins. They are an average band, neither wildly popular nor terrible.

Toward the end of the play, he takes his shirt off and throws it into the crowd and it falls into your arms.

He smiles and winks at you, indicating that you can keep it. Maybe you should put it on, too?