The 405 meets Chess Club Records

You're a dreamer when you're young. That's why the actual population of working musicians in ratio to those childish aspirations you have of being a rock star when you're ten are tellingly disparate. The older you get, the more willing you are to take the consolation prize; dilute your dream - a cup of water sprayed as unrepentantly over your thick leech-like dream, as a rejected demo. Those would be rockstars who became bankers and lawyers turned full circle, but others sought a genuine and equ...