Here’s NukleoN’s story as told in his own words. This one time, at band camp...no seriously. Yes, I was in the High School band, and it was good (except for my brief stint attempting to play a trombone). Well, as good as can be whilst marching around in blue polyester with a horde of lisping flute players bedecked with headgear and a slightly dizzy brass section. I played bongos, yes, bongos because believe it nor not, I wasn’t yet tall enough to actually carry a snare without it banging against my knees.