Biography:

AT8FATES is:
John Jn.Brennan aka "Fate"
fingering the guitar
and
Michael Carleton aka "The BloodHunter"
Master percussionist
...

One day, The BloodHunter found Fate fast asleep and dreaming restlessly in his cave. Now, The BloodHunter was himself, and being himself, he was chemically jealous of the shellfish nature of the demon
"Sleep-Thing" (which would at dawn, delude him), he therefore proceeded to rhythmically and methodically "rescue" Fate from the torturing silence and agonizing peacefulness of sleep with thunderous drum-rolls and crashing cymbals and then, in a high-hat flash, passed to him a piece of pipe (or a pipe of peace [or a pizza pie), the story is a little hazy from here on out...
Well, then to make the longer story shortbread, The BloodHunter was already on fire and definately smoking, whilst Fate (being psychologically allergic to the smokething),was deep in-a-hell trying to coax the elusive "Nitrate-Dragon" genyl, "Amie", up and out of its vaporous brown-bottle lair.
The BloodHunter was, as always, being cautiously critical in his politically correct and humorously humble kind of self, and was not only observing the scene, but was himself, within the scene being self-observed, and Fate (mortally terrified by his own animated shadow [thanks alot mike...), was silently being possessed by the "brown-bottled dragon", when he suddenly exploded and burst into the red-faced renditions of the bed-time stories that you can hear, with your own ears there, right here...Just push play, and remember to listen, as the whole, the way through, because...it is just...ummm, as the Dragon says:
"The perfect puzzle is never complete until the last piece of The picture is put into play, see..."

Check it out:
Dragons dont lie...

Good Luck and Roses.

PEACE.

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