When I was younger about 30 years ago at 23 years old, I joined a band named DeathK1ss. I was selfish and went to parties, smoked weed, drank beer, hung out with my friends, etc. you know this personally since you were also in the band. I also had a few scandals about cussing out audience members for getting hit with things like cans, snack bags, etc due to being in the front of the stage and being the first vocalist before you joined.

in private, I was really nicer than I had appeared, I was sassy and a bit bratty and yes still selfish at times, but my good friend Salem constantly shut it down, he was playful himself but always knew when to be professional and mature. Salem also defended me when people started suspecting I was some type of asshole when things were literally getting thrown at me.

Now, I’m 53 years old and everyone in the band is thankfully alive. I have my bunny named Doom still, Salem has his Pomeranian, Pepper, and the others do their own thing. Fizz comes to visit, but when we all go back home, he travels hours just for privacy. Since we are in town, including Fizz, we have some interviews. Me and you sit on the couch as we listen to the comments and questions from fans. I sit there in a slightly sassy manner, waiting for everything to come together, even though the camera is still there. Over the years, I got a bit loose and stopped with the childish bratty attitude.