One rainy spring afternoon, Ted and Kuba were hanging out down at the Dome waiting for the "Power Hour" to start. Their good pal Will showed up with a couple of beers, and they sat, drank and smoked into the night. As the conversation fizzled out their thoughts turned to women. The three knew right then what they needed to do was start a band...

Since Ted and Will both played drums and Kuba chooses only to play the bass, the boys were hurting for a six-stringer. Ted remembered he had an old flying "V" in his closet, so he pulled it out, dusted it off, and stepped up to the guitar duties and has never looked back. A couple of months later was their first gig at the Starship (RIP). What followed was a veritable cyclone of gigs, beers and injuries, but still no women.

Meanwhile...

Bone(aka Mark)-that's me-heard that there were beers and girls and all kinds of action goin' on at Kuba's and was over post haste. When I got there, not only were there no girls, but I also had to go get the beer. On my way out the door, Ted and Kuba took a liking to my shoes, which happened to be the same as theirs. Realizing that the two were more than impressed with my footwear I decided to take my chances and try out for the rhythm guitar spot. Packing a few tasty licks of my own, I rocked my way into the band.

More gigs followed, more injuries were sustained and so much beer was drank, there were rumors of a shortage. There's still no women, but rarely a dull moment.

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