OK, after pretending to forget about these pictures for a long time, I give you the saga of the mysterious note.
This is us, hanging out, behind my GN and Phil's. L to R: Robert, Sylvan, Me, Phil and Greg
Everything was happy. Then on the way to the Buckethead show, we needed a couple more beers at the hotel so we walked upstairs. And then Greg screamed like a woman:
Greg was very stoic from that point on:
But not Sylvan:
Robert was thrilled to kick someone's ass:
And me, I was just drunk:
Upon entering the room, we were greeted by this guy, whom Sylvan described earlier as quite 'veiny'. He was just posted up on the wall, leaning back and muttering 'Zap...' under his breath:
I was thoroughly disturbed. Me and Robert were speechless, Sylvan had to leave the room. Greg was lucky enough to have high-tailed it out of there before all this went down.
I have nothing more to add to this.
