Okay, this is Evan writing this, and we're gonna start from the very very beginning.  It all started in 8th grade (this would mean that Jim was in 6th grade, but he's unimportant at this juncture of the tale), when Evan was trying to figure out his next instrument.  He'd already tried his hand at piano, flute (shut up, it's manly), french horn, baritone horn, saxaphone and a little guitar (but his sister threw a temper tantrum and broke its neck in the process, she's just lucky i didn't break hers).  He figured, "why not try the bass? all the metal and rock bands I listen to have bass lines that just follow the root notes of the guitar...it'll be easy!"  Boy, was he ever wrong....
So he started taking lessons and trying to play.  It was at this time that he started hanging out with a very cool kid in his music class at PVC.  That would be John Brady, who had been playing drums for a while.  They started jamming together in class, and watched as girls started to accumulate outside the door of the room they were playing at (they came to see John).  Evan and John hooked up with a few friends (including Oli from One Last Shot who was playing guitar), but it didn't last long, practices failed and nothing came of it.
Determined to keep going, John and Evan invited one of Evan's oldest friends, Ethan to play with them.  Ethan had been playing guitar for a while, and he seemed the logical choice.  They also acquired Frank Ronci (if you've visited Croton, you may actually know some of these people) on guitar.  They went through about 300,000 names (Passive Insanity, 5 Dead Cheerleaders and Chi being the most remembered) and a lead singer and played 3 shows in their 3 year career (2 birthday parties and a Javafest).  They finally realized that their practices had boiled down to playing Mario Kart 64 all day and drinking John's coke.  They remained friends but gave up musically, but it had been a good experience cause Evan had begun to experiment with song writing.
This takes us to 10th grade (Jim would've been in 8th grade, but he still doesn't matter.........yet).  Evan was depressed cause he wasn't making music and he didn't have a girlfriend....so he poured his frustrations into song writing (he had just gotten his Epiphone Acoustic, which helped) and began looking for a band.  He took on a friend from Ossining named Jake on drums, his friend Pete (Sax player for Coming Up Short)on bass and his neighbor Lee on guitar.  He also took a protege under his wing.  Young Jim Cobb (see he is part of the story!!) proved himself a vital cornerstone (i wrote that, Jim had nothing to do with it, he's not being pretentious, says I) on guitar.  As per a suggestion by Jake, they called themselves Animal 59 (this is where everyone reading this groans and remembers the tragic and sickening life of that band) but could never get together often enough but signed up to play Javafest (a local show at Temple Israel).  The band consisted of Evan on guitar and vocals, Jim on guitar and vocals and Jake on percussion (okay, so they were bongos....fuck off), and they called themselves the Chicken McNugget Folktastrophe (a take-off on Animal 59 *groannnn*).  Though a huge success, outside pressures forced the band to go into hiding.
Then one day, Jim called Evan and asked if Animal 59 could officially disband.  He wanted to join some fledling band called Coming Up Short.  Evan didn't really care and he figured that the band was dead in the water anyway and Jim should continue on exploring music.  If you want the story to that band go to, www.comingupshort.com cause i don't want to talk about them in our history (they kick ass).  That was 11th grade (9th for Jim, he matters now).
Now we're at the present day.  Evan had played the next Javafest with Pete on bass and his old drummer buddy John.  Months later, March 10th to be exact, Evan turned 18 and began looking for a present for his parents to buy him.  He settled on (settled...hah! that's a good one, more like thanked the heavens that he found..) a Gretsch Double Anniversary.  His mother, gave him the ultimatum that since he now had such a nice guitar, he should start a band and use the damn thing.  So, he went back to his friend John and his friend Jim to start a band.  Jim was thrown on bass and the rest will hopefully be history.  See you all on Behind the Music!!! (I'll be the one with the sex addiction.......muhuwahahahahahaha!!!! -Evan