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The boys were fabulous.
If I'd had a quarter of the talent [hell -- I couldn't play the bass at their age, and could barely make my way around my organ.
My Yamaha organ. . . .] at their age, the world would have been Oysterfied.
Conner on bass, Dale on vocals, Corey on drums, and Jack on guitar.
Their music is, of course, ancient history. But heartfelt.
I'm not related to any of them . . .
although overjacketed, I couldn't understand why I was warm and uncomfortable.
Good thing the MILFs in attendance were smart enough to pass on yours truly.