As a native Canadian, I dreamed of a band living a hockey rock dream........ Leading a band free to express the poetry of ones 70's-80's heros such as Loverboy, Foreigner, Journey, Styx, and other such like minded stadium dementors. When women were grouped into groupies, and men stretched into Limos larger than their members could remember..... Oh, hold me captive of old stadium ways. When champagne flowed like stripper juice and reality shows nowadays. When a VIP Pass meant San Antonio belonged to the band, Everybody wants some, shit here comes the band. Owwww!