I was annoyed at the time I found out about them going on this tour, but they were old friends, so I just supported them regardless of my feelings. I was mainly worried about their safety, that some overzealous meatheads would give them **** or that they'd be taken advantage of seeing as it was their first time on tour, but from what I learned they were quite well recieved on the tour, and Master actually seemed to like hanging out with them. Then the accident happened, and in an instant, I lost a friend of over 10 years, who was pretty much a constant in my life, and in the process of trying to save him, his 18 year old bandmate, a pyshics student on a gap year, was taken as well. The record label that shipped them out there had no insurance on the guys, so it was up to all their friends and family (including myself) to contribute towards bringing them home and giving them a proper burial.
Irregardless of previous hostilities, I was and still am very close to the band. Life's too short to worry about this stuff, I guess what we've all learned is that sometimes you have to bite the bullet and just go for it, because if you dont take the oppourtunities in front of you, you may never have them again.
Andy Parsons is the most irritating human being on the face of the planet. His setups are so clunky and deliberate that they may as well be etched in lead.