Tim Vaill

Enemy #2

Drums

New York, NY-Tim was on holiday in his bathysphere at the bottom of Lake Champlain when he met Spotty. (It’s a Cousteau fantasy/low oxygen fetish thing – don’t ask.)

Spotty was diving for Revolutionary War relics, trying to prove his theory that England still owns Vermont. They talked of plankton, respirators and Yorkshire pudding. Suspecting a severe calcium imbalance, Tim inquired about Spott’s long fingernails on his right hand. But no, Spotty clarified that he grew them on purpose as they were useful for digging for musket balls and occasional guitar picking. In turn, Spotty inquired about Tim’s wicked cow-lick on the crown of his head. Hesitantly, Tim explained that he had once been grazed by a falling drum monitor which scared him so silly, his hair never recovered, and a musical friendship was born.”