So I gotta, level with ya, I know Fats and Dan. Maybe one is my
cousin, maybe one was once a roommate, maybe they’re both old
brothers. Brothers, in the “I love you guys, but I still wanna sound
tough about it,” kinda way.
So maybe we had some adventures when playing in a band a few (ahem,
many) years ago, hitting the road from time to time, like this old jem
of a name-dropping story…
Cur, (me) is the hero of the story. Dan is the band member with the
glasses. Chris the drummer makes a cameo, crashed out on the floor.
Fats is the fat one. – Greg Kerr