Conceived on a cold, windswept night along The Grapevine, amidst a busted water pump and a steadily growing profusion of snow flurries, it was then that the Big E and his cool cousin Chuck casually stepped out of their tried and true tested truck to take on a theory...
It was then that the icy hand of Death and Destruction reached Deep into the Heart of the Future and pulled out a Name... a Name out of nowhere, a Name meaning nothing and for no one.
Since guitarists don't carry tools, they only carry guitars, they'd have to walk the twenty miles to the nearest friendly hearth... and they'd have to carry those guitars that they always carry. Had they but carried tools, it would be nothing they would carry. Had they brought along a wrench they might have gone far but what is the use of guitarists, without their guitars?
...the Fat Sleepers. Play it
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