Let’s start the series with the golden ears and pen of our buddy Simon Lamothe who found this gem for us…<\/p>\n
That night, driving through that city I didn’t know, the wipers swinging over the windshield, lights passing me by on the side of the road. I was deep in thoughts. I was thinking that that trip was already a lost cause, that Terry’s plan wasn’t very good but that we needed to do something, for sure, but what? We couldn’t let things get out of hand. I knew I had to go meet him and find a solution to our troubles. How many miles left to drive? Damn, I needed gas… Would he even wait for me before getting on with his plan? Whatever happened, I knew there would be trouble. I decided to turn the radio on. And then that guitar started to scream and moan, filling my long black Lincoln with its tune and making me shifting gears up. The city lights kept on passing me by on the side of the road.<\/em>