Outside of the band we liked to work on cars and bikes. Junk heaps left on the side of the road that my old man would tow home—he drove a tow truck for a mean sonofabitch all his life—and we would juice ’em up and race ’em. Asshole grease monkeys outside with the tunes on, you know? We always loved Elvis, like everybody did, and our mamas loved playing country radio but I admired the rougher guys—Merle [Haggard], Johnny Cash. So later when we started getting more serious, dreaming all pie-in-the-sky about getting a record contract, I always thought, Nashville. But Howie Kelly was the one to
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