Its 2 am, I am feeling the pain of a little bit too much Jack Daniels and not enough Aquafina. Dammit if my phone doesnt ring and its Hyperion, Hyperion who I have not talked to in 10 years and who my wife does not even know the voice of.
Lets just say that hearing him yelling about some other band that he had discovered left me with two emotions. There is the surge of excitement, because music is my secret life and an escape would be good. But goodness, the last time Hype had a band, it was a group of punk rocking midget ninjas who could sing one song. Why do I not want to wake up in the morning?