Prologue

My name is Daniel Hopper. I'm only 27 years old. I'm a failure of a musician but the future for my band seemed promising.

Unfortunately, during the celebration of said promising future, I somehow end up face down on the sidewalk, and eventually swimming with the fishes.

You know, I'm not alive anymore and that kind of sucks but I want to say one thing.

The 27 Club is very real.