Hi! This is a book for fans of classic rock This book will have the struggles of being a classic rock fan, funny textposts and much more! I hope you enjoy :)

"Can you drum?" Izaya snorted at Kiada's question. I don't think neither of them realized how important this moment was, that she would spend the rest of her life around him, and he would live on forevermore missing her. "Hand me a stick," He finally said, a smug expression on his face.

This weekend, the three-sister pop-rock band jammed out at Terminal 5 in NYC. I attended on Sunday evening, and this is what I heard.

Everyone: Cannons aren't an instrument, Tchaikovsky: Watch me, B*tch!