The mid-nineties rocked. Literally. I was in a little band out of Champaign, Illinois, called Vertigorising. We tore a lot of shit up. Sorry for the super crappy 8th generation videotape transfer. There was a time when every event couldn’t be instantly recorded with phones or streamed live from space age Trapper Keepers. Such is life.
I’m the guitarist on the left with the white Les Paul.