Wow, he'd actually made it this far. While he would deny it to his grave, Jack was as giddy as a school girl on the inside about this. He'd been in dozens of bands, at least it felt like it, but this one had finally worked out. Thanks to any god that was finally listening to his prayers, because all the other ones kept fucking ignoring him for years and years.
"Ready when you are," Jack said to Pat, just finishing off tuning his guitar.