Originally Posted by: acapellaFortunately he was awakened by the loud noises coming from the Greasy Garage.

Unfortunately, the noises coming from the Greasy Garage were not the smoothe, flippant basslines, hard, one-beat-to-another drumbeats, or sticky guitar patterns we've all come to love. They were the frustrated screams of the Knots themselves, crying out in pain because it was so damn cold in there.

(We need a friggin heater. Manitoba winters are no laughing matter, especially in a garage with no insulation.)