Guitar/ VocalsEric Bisson:
Guitar/ VocalsMike Daley-Crotto:
In the far northeast, in the land of Rochester two of the most handsome of gentlemen (recently named in The Gonic Times issue of 50 sexiest people…population 59) were spawned early in the month of September. The word spawned has been properly used, since “born” implies mortality and impending limitations. The eldest, Stephen, was trained early in the musical style of the master himself, theKeystone Renegade. Young Stephen enjoyed several prosperous years as the sole heir to the musical thrown, until 5 years later, almost to the day, in early September, Eric arrived. As the years passed Eric tried to keep up with the ever-increasing skills of Stephen, but continually found himself falling short. The situation bred hostility, envy, and jealousy in young Eric’s heart. He played until his fingers became as callous as his resentment towards his elder brother. So young Eric did the only thing a man in his position could do, and bought a much better guitar than Stephen could ever afford on his modest graduate student salary. With his new Taylor, Eric quickly became the new star. His position had been secured as the new prince of power chords. Stephen was crushed, shocked, and in a state of suspended disbelief. In the depth of his anguish, he made a decision that would seal is fate forever. Without hesitation or the slightest bit of remorse, he sold his soul to Satan for his very own Taylor guitar. It was a normal early summer afternoon when it began. The epic showdown that some have called the Battle of Gonic Hill. Stephen and Eric had decided they would determine once and for all who would reign as guitar hero. The amazing sounds that resonated from the dueling Taylors could be heard for miles around on this cool summer night in Gonic. After 7 grueling hours and twice as many noise complaint violations, the two were left with bleeding hands and only three guitar strings between them. So they played the only song that could be played in this condition…Smoke on the Water. And it was flawless. The two realized that together they too could write songs of perfection, not unlike Smoke on the Water. It was on this day that the Treaty of Gonic was signed. A deal had been struck. By the month of September, they would laser copy their skills onto a small, circular piece of plastic. September not only being the birth month of the two, but also marking the end of a season, and the beginning of a new era.