| - | One day Jason and Dave were putting on their French maid outfits when they had a vision: "Let's make a giant toaster and hide in it!" Well sir, zoning laws and a callous, uncaring society prevented the toaster idea, so they decided to start one of those Rock And Roll bands. Melody needed a discreet, well-paying job after the FBI Witness Relocation Program moved her to the Pacific Northwest, so she became the singer in the band (she wears a sun hat). And Tom had donuts. And lo! Waylaid was born. A new band, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all people like to hide rutabagas where the sun don't shine, Homeboy! Or something like that. The band plays a funked-down mix of jazzified rock and roll that has a little bit of soul. Actually, a moderate amount of soul. Oh hell, why not? A WHOLE LOTTA SOUL, SUGAR! - |
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