I don’t know if you (the reader) has ever been to a wedding reception with an open bar and wedding band, and honestly it’s not my place to know. Well I (Jarad) have. The wedding band was fronted by a Gene Simmons minus make-up look-a-like with a pension for get people’s names wrong. The food was great and the bar was stocked. The equation that led to our new maraca friend is as follows:
2 open bars + 1 conga line where auxiliary percussion was handed out + 1 wild woman of a date with a large purse - Inhibitions = Us owning a maraca.
The glove is Pat Moore’s. He uses when he listens to his speed metal from Norway.
