As you enter the room ... You gaze upon its lavish furnishings, only visible by the cracks of light seeping from behind thick curtains. The walls litterd with pictures and articles about Bob Bryar. You start to wonder is this some sort of, delapadated shrine to a rock drummer?
Suddenly, the lights flash on only to reveal a beautiful room, devoted to [Gerardopoly: Bob Bryar's very own solo project].
Come in! Come in friends! Make yourself comfy and bask in the warming glow of one man... with a plan.