a war was ending, the earth was becoming quiet once more. a man walked through the dust as it settled, he was wearing track shoes. He had a vision of a world without war, famine, or country music. He saw one way to do this, start a band. After his vision he searched all over to find the right people for his band. A young man was sitting by the steps of a burnt out library, he was banging on some upturned trash cans, he asked the young man if he wanted to change the world, "yes i would" he answered. the young man followed the visionary down the street to his house. At the house the visionary found a skinny man who looked like he could jump really high, if he had a pole to assist him. the visionary made a deal with him, "i will give u a pole if you play guitar for my band." the skinny man agreed to it and vaulted away. then the visionary heard a most wounderful sound coming from the gehtto side of his town. he decided to find what it was. into the darkness he went, but he could not find him. the man he was looking for was clothed in dark clothes and his skin was also dark. he was playing about 8 instuments at the same time, this must be a person i need in my band he said to himself. they joined forces and went to a school, b/c that is where youngsters hang out. when they got to the school they heard a rumor of a boy that romed the halls carrying a keyboard to protect his lunch money. they found him and told him that he could make beautiful music on it if only he tried... they are now known as dusty track shoes and they are here to rock our world back into submission