Most bands will tell you that being in a group is like being a polygamist. You're married to three or four other people, each with a dizzying array of emotional needs, including either an inflated ego or a total lack of self-confidence. There's the guitarist who's jealous of the lead singer and the drummer who thinks he should have a 20-minute drum solo during a 30-minute opening set because a chick he digs has turned up to the gig. Talk to these guys, and they'll tell you how they spend more time with their band mates than with their wives or girlfriends, packed for days into a van reeking of fast food, body odor, and beer farts. They'll regale you with stories of sweaty hugs after a great show or backstage conversations conducted with... More >>>
Not at rehearsal: Los Guys chilling out, as they always do.