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The members of
Courier had played together before, but like four blind
mice, they
never discovered the proverbial cheese that they were a band
waiting to happen-until
the Internet. The guitarist was trolling the bassist's
MySpace survey and noticed he
was eager to start a band.
They set a jam
date, and before their first "practice" was
finished, they were a band.
Like parents carefully naming their first-born child, the
band debated names until the
bassist had an epiphany-and Courier had an identity.
They concurred
and celebrated by eating Taco Bell. |