Cygnus X-1

This was it man, from 1989 to 1994 or so. This was the yardstick that we measured ourselves against. Whether me alone in my room, ashtray overflowing and empties scattered about me, or in the rehearsal studios with Mikey on bass and Rob on drums, this was what we jammed on for pure adrenaline’s sake, for the art of it, for the sheer joy and musicality of it. Sure, there’s tons of nerdity in it, but I defy any guitarist (or bassist, or drummer) worth his salt to play along with this without missing a note.

I almost can.

Back in the day, that is. Almost.