We went out of the Garage, with the sun already up, still in a daze for the loudness of the music and the punch.
The situation was unusual because of that f*****g punch, we traded our whole record collection for a cheap replica of a Hoverboard (and that meant no more gigs and no more nights in the studio)
Now we were there, at 84 King Street (NYC), no money in our pockets and with a no-working Hoverboard…that was the start of all our troubles.
The solution? An ad on a newspaper by some DOC (a local scientist), who was looking for volunteers to test the prototype of a DeLorean that, and I quote, “can travel through time”
Probably because of the punch, but…we volunteered to test the new vehicle to get our records back and to look for the perfect beat
Sbadabam! Here we are now, back again in 2014.
What? You wanna hear the story again, with more details? Well…that’s fine, but first of all…nice manners, let’s move on to the introduction…HELLO, MY NAME IS…