A random Smiley memory of James Michael Jacobs:
Spring, 2005 - during the recording of our first album, in tents , at the Playroom in North Ridgeville, we were taking a break out on the back patio. Everybody was sitting in chairs and a couple people were sitting on the ground, including Mike. Suddenly, a voice yelled from the distance "GET DOWN!!!!!". We all turned to look and see a large white bird hauling ass straight at us from over towards the neighbor's yard. We all duck...ed, and this thing just slammed right into the big picture window that was just above where we were sitting. It hit the ground and stood up, at which point we could see that it was a cockatoo. So this thing stands up, looks around at everybody, makes a beeline for Mike ( running on the ground, not flying), climbs directly up to his shoulder, whispers something in Mike's ear, and then just flies away. Wtf??? Mike never told us what the bird said , and now it will remain a mystery forever. And they all lived happily ever after. Until 2017.
Baby Smiley in 2005. Pay attention to Jacobs. You may hear what sounds like a guitar screaming and scrambling randomly. I assure you, it's not . Well, screaming, maybe.... but definitely not random.