The buzz is amazing. The response is wild. Ok then, we need a manager. Steve walks into our lives. Just what we need.
Musicians are notoriously lackadaisical.
Steve works his butt off. We go in the studio. We get three thousand cassettes made, and hit the Glastonbury Festival. We smuggle in a sound system and generator, find an empty stage, run by the oldest hippie ever. Every tree has a poster and we perform daily sessions on the festival radio station.