Hey, it's hard for me to write about this. I can't find a lot of words right now. But here goes. This takes place in 2015. I'm fresh out of the hospital. Still woozy, weak, skinny. It's hard to believe that my liver failed from an allergy to penicillin. What a weird thing to happen. Why do I feel ashamed about it? I want to be back onstage playing music as soon as possible. I convince Chris not to cancel our residency at Amnesia every Tuesday in May, even though none of us k