well. war stories? wow.. uh let me dust off those braincells to see if they still work.. okay, well lets start with a shoulda been story.. okay, we had been getting radioplay on one of the local stations (klzr.. which used to kick some ass, but they switched from a good format to a top 40 one a few years ago.. to attract the lucrative topkea market..uh.. right..) SO! having been around for a while, we had gotten a little bit of a following, actually it was mainly people booking shows who liked us
not so much the general public. things as far as we had seen it were kinda drying up, and my ex g/f at the time was begging me to move to S.Carolina and the other guitar player was just finishing his schoolin' and getting ready to move to LA. (where he still is).. so both guitar players headed to opposite coasts... well.. I come back the next winter to visit the folks for xmass.. run into our lead singer, and after babbling for a while he tells me that right after I moved (and Seth was still here!) a concert promoter had approached him about us opening for Green Day (at memorial Hall.. seats about 12,000) on the dookie tour.. and he didn't call me.. 'cuz he didn't think I'd want to play that show.. uh, I would have eaten my own foot (with sriracha of course) to play that show. (although in all honesty playing infront of that many people would have been terrifying) so suffice to say I have never let him live that down