That's how close my brother and I were.
The Band.
Hail to the King.
Don't mind me, just shreddin' the five-string bass.
Best picture I took all night. Musical nirvana.
Technical difficulties... or sabotage?
It's okay BB, I got you covered.
Meticulous soloing.
Just hangin'.
Relax; it's orange juice.
Just the two coolest motherf**kers in the building. And they know it.
And, as soon as it began, it was done...