On the first day, having given up on being a normal child, young Judah decided to tread the winding path of a musician. His distinctive shrill voice had already earned a reputation in the township, but he wished to stretch his musical endeavours to every far corner of the earth! And so he exclaimed, “Let there be Rock!”… but there was only silence.
On the second day, Judah heard his little brother Freddy beating a plate with 2 broken sticks. In the beginning, he created disquiet and destruction, but ere long Freddy created signatures and styles and pockets and polyrhythms- he found his throne behind an old maroon drumkit, and saw that it was good.
On the third day, the brothers welcomed a mysterious hooded wanderer into their home. The wandering sage as he turn out to be, was rather quite friendly and told them many wondrous things, wise and witty, false and fantastical. The brothers were positively frightened by the grim sage who called himself Naresh, but since he played sagely bass guitar riffs and groovy lines, they asked him to join them on their musical quest.
On the fourth day, the trio were attacked by a large and scary axe-wielding monster. With the flick of a wrist he could propel waves of sonic energy to stun and, in one clean sweep, defeat all his foes. Our heroes fought back bravely, and as they were of equal musical strength- the fierce battle continued for hours. The trio grew tired and the beast grew hungry, and he eventually offered to play guitar for them, in exchange for food. Over time, they grew fond of this beast and called him as one of their own. His name was to be Bryden.
On the fifth day, nothing of consequence occoured.
But in the calm of that night,suddenly through the darkest dark there shone a brilliant blinding light! A fairy in a glowing white gown appeared to the four sleepy musicians and sprinkled a glittering silver dust all over the room. Dreamy and dazed, they fell into a deep slumberous state where strange harmonies resounded in their ears and bright lights flashed infront of their eyes… When they woke, across the room sat the figure from their nightly vision, Manek, a guitarist made entirely out of silver foil, a descendant of the infamous Tin-man, and the fifth member of their fellowship.
On the sixth day there was a great storm, and all the citizens scurried off the streets and hid silently inside their homes. The sky was overcast and gloomy, but over the loud pattering rain resounded a faint melody- distant and quaint yet elegant and touching. There was a musician still walking the street. The citizens listened intently from under their blankets, eyes wide in amazement, spellbound by the ringing notes of this magnificent tune. Unable to contain their excitement, Judah and Freddy, and Naresh and Bryden, and Manek, all burst out into the street to greet this daring entertainer, who cared not for which season it was, nor for who was listening. His care was only in the gentle tinkling of his piano keys, and his name was Jonathan Wesley.
And Judah turned to his five companions and exclaimed, “Let there be Rock!”
It was on this rainy gloomy day that they played their first notes together, as the citizens peeked out from small windows and ventured into the streets to be part of this strange music. One by one they gathered and grouped, though raining it still was, to witness the birth of Slain.
And God looked down from Heaven upon six lads singing their hearts out to all the frenzied town: and saw that it was good.
But unaware to all, there was more to be told of the legend of Slain- stories of sadness and parting, stories of victory and strength. Click hither to study the Exodus of Slain!
