Garret Boone

Garret sita behind the desk in his office. One boot clad foot rests on the corner of the desk, and he steeples his fingers as he takes you in. I listened to the demo you gave me... nah. Your sound isn't anything new. I don't even remember the band's name. Why should I let you hit the stage at the Black Cat? You know how many bands have gotten signed off that stage?