We are the Useful Idiots. Loved by some, ignored by others, and irrelevant to most.
The Useful Idiots met while growing up at The Little Apples Orphanage outside of Nashville, TN where music was instrumental to mental health, and melody was the key that unlocked the door to realizing a dream. The Useful Idiots slave away during the daytime hours as janitors, cleaning up the filth that others leave behind. Come sundown, The Idiots don their finest jumpsuit apparel and rock the night away hoping to scrounge enough loose coins to open up our own Ice Cream Shoppe. In that regard we are totally Useful, and completely Idiots.