it was ‘78. highlight of Daisy’s career, headlining “Daisy Jones and the Six” every weekend. the parties, drinks, everything. it was perfect.

then Eddie quit the band after an argument with Billy. the band looked for a new bassist but nobody was good enough. until daisy walked into the studio one morning like usual, bumming out her cigarette. she stopped dead in her tracks at seeing someone new hanging around the band, smiling and laughing. it was a girl. she was pretty. too pretty for this band.