An epic journey of mass proportions Our journey begins several years ago in the grand arena of rock (or the school gym). Many came to rock, others… well they all came to rock. In that hall of epic proportions three friends were pitted against each other… However when their rock combined it created a force so powerful it was enough to make the Sahara wet. The rest is self explanatory… Rob is a rock god who is good with his hands… He likes long walks (if he’s being carried) and petting puppies. He has been playing for about seven years and is by far the best part of the band. He always has wood, unless he drops it, and is always ready to beat it. Josh has been bullshitting his way through Bass for about 3 years. During the recording process he has no clue what is going on about 83.7% of the time; well that’s what Rob tells him. A close study of Josh’s forehead reveals that he is actually part of a primitive mountain clan. His biggest influences are Geddy Lee and Dime bag, so he sometimes over plays his parts. It works. Thomas enjoys a nice slice of cheddar. Their epic struggle to find places to play, and rock peoples socks off has only begun. They have been a band for a year and a half now and plan on continuing for several years indefinitely. Josh strives for something good enough, Thomas for the love of any one who’s ever swallowed a hot dog whole while jumping on a trampoline, singing the star spangled banner. And Rob, well what can I say, he’s just a hell of a guy (who should never be given a mouth, pen, or keyboard). Now just one question remains… Where was sexy hiding all this time? Josh’s sideburns! Sing on you crazy lights!
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