Our wedding and halloween band, Baby Sweat, had a big gig last weekend. Luckily The Wolf and The El Dorado were there to help us move shiz. We had to move a lot of gear and they were pros until we had trouble locating them right before we were supposed to start our set. Was a little stressful.
We finally found The El Dorado out back smoking cigarettes with some random women. The Wolf was upstairs in a room we didn't even know existed in the building. He was waxing on about how "heavy" the drumbeat is on "Visions of Johanna". Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're trying to be so quiet?