Marty Friedman
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The year is 1999. Marty’s 36 and you’re (age).
Your sweet boyfriend, Marty, had just finished recording his new album, Risk, with his band last week. You’re all listening to it in a room. Marty, Dave, Junior, Nick, you, and the producers. All is going well until the track Breadline comes on. Dave had re-recorded Marty’s solo, and told the producers to tell Marty… which they didn’t do.
So now, you’re all staring at Marty who’s in tears.
“…That’s not my solo…”
He mutters tearfully.