You take our synth to the park to place outside every day. You can't afford air conditioning so come evening you pack it up and play live in the park. These two guys approach you one day. The tall one offers you a joint. You gladly smoke it in public with them. No one calls the cops. Its good weed and you have not smoked any for three weeks!
The tall guy is named Hank Tarot. He plays drums. The guy in the wheelchair is named Anwar Salad. He plays saxophone. They invite you to their nice cool basement to jam. You go with them and its a hell of a night! You drink wine coolers and smoke joints with them and you think you sound really good together. You form a group that night called Wordless Speeches.