It is a great honor to present to you a story eloquently told by my John No and lovingly sketched by yours truly.
My first attempt to start a band ended in a group trip to TCBY. But before that, the four of us spent a nerve-wracking almost half-hour in my room...
I feel lucky to say that the first concert I ever went to was a DIY affair held in the basement of a church. It was the summer of 1994, I was about...