Spent that entire decade on the road living my guitar hero dream. I remember lots of heavy cabinets. And more heavy cabinets. I remember being able to get the attention of an audience (or the fairer sex) because they weren’t self absorbed in their personal I-device.... I remember fixing the gig truck and my own wheels without needing a computer read out.... And hair..... I once had such a wondrously marvelous head of hair.... Oh, and LOTS of heavy cabinets.... Did I mention that?