YEP! I planned around it and my parents agreed to take me. I approached the electronics department of my then-local Columbus, GA Walmart Supercenter expecting a hoppin’ soiree. This is Garth. He doesn’t do anything small. HERE. WE. GO! Instead, it was just me. Standing in the electronics department. At Walmart. Watching the “concert” on the wall of TVs.

I DEFENDED THAT MAN TO FRIENDS AND FAMILY when he pulled his Chris Gaines/The Lamb schizophrenic breakdown bullshit. He put me in the position of defending the indefensible. “Oh, no, you don’t understand, it’ll all make more sense when The Lamb comes out!” WHERE’S THE FUCKING LAMB, GARTH!?