Rusty named the band. I thought it was stupid, but I’m just the bass player so I went along. When we got the recording contract I floated the whole ‘can’t we change the name’ balloon, but Cameron and Forley had gotten used to it by now, their girlfriends had the tee shirts, we had a following, it was too late.
I swallowed my dissatisfaction.
But I believe in destiny. We were on our way to some bullshit meeting, you meet people, they gush, you forget their names. We broke down right under that sign. That fateful sign.
Hello, album cover.
