Eron and I met in 1999 when he played for the band Dick Whiskey and became friends. The rest of the story you’ve probably already heard — Eron’s wildly exaggerated version and mine, which just so happens to be the truth.

Of course, after all these years, I’m beginning to suspect he may have told his story so many times that even I started remembering it his way.

But that’s my story… and I’m sticking to it.