I suppose we all loved those kind of sci-fi movies where terrible things came out of swamps and came to Mars. And there's usually some poor girl. All the guys are trying to desperately handle levers and saying, go to something or other.
“I'm saying: to be continued, until we meet again. Meanwhile, keep on listening and tapping your feet.”
“The ones I have got great necks; of course, all of the Fenders from that era are incredible.”