We are here today...to be metal. Whether we succeed or not, the fans shall decide.
You never think about how ironic situations are in
your life until you do a little reminiscing. Even then, it's cloudy,
due to your hangover or the fact that you're simply getting old. You
know what they say once you get old... You can't hack it anymore.
Right? Wrong.
Metal pumped through his veins. Age didn't matter,
the amount of alcohol he consumed daily didn't matter, the fans
didn't matter. Once he settled behind his drumkit, he found meaning
in the world. Life may actually have a meaning, and its meaning is
metal.