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The 2026 band's drummer — a wiry guy in a tank top — extends a hand.
- DRUMMERI'm Cam.
- DEVDev.
- CAMYou play?
- DEVDrums.
- CAMWhole kit's set up on the back of my truck for the show. You can use it. Six bands, everybody's sharing.
- DEV…You'd let me use your kit.
- CAMDude. Yes.
- CAMBands gotta band, you know?
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The bassist, leaning on the workbench.
- BASSISTI'm Theo.
- JESSEJesse.
- THEOYou been playing long?
- JESSE…All my life.
- THEOCool.
- JESSEYou don't even know my band's name.
- THEOI don't even know most bands' names. We're all just trying to be nice to each other out here.
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Jesse, processing. Allred — the panel where Jesse, who has spent his whole life believing other people are dangerous, gets confronted with the possibility that some of them just aren't.
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The singer crosses to a coffee table piled with band stickers. Tosses one to Jesse. The sticker reads: DESERT FUZZ HOUSE SHOW — 14 MAY — 9PM — BYOB. Underneath, in smaller text: a residential address.
- SINGERCharleston and Decatur. The Desert Fuzz house. You'll know it by the yard.
- JESSE…Why's it called that.
- SINGERSome band that played there last year. The name stuck.