There's a war going on out there, right outside your doorstep. It's a war for our minds, our spirits, and everything, even the air we breathe, is at stake. It's happening in the streets, in the classroom, the prison and the factory. It's happening in courts and on battlefields, it's happening in living rooms and waiting rooms, confessionals and urinal stalls, coffee bars and halfway-houses all over this great nation, and many others like it. I know you feel it too, something watching like a hungry wolf in the night, something like a hand closing slowly round your throat, but you brush that cold creepy chill from off your shoulder and soldier on, knowing it will not go away. What can you cling to when the torrent begins to pour, when the whirlwind howls, and the world is made over again? Get up, stranger. Get up I say and put on this righteous reggae rock n roll armor. I will fight with you at your side. Lift up your head and listen. Listen closely as you march to the beat of the Treble Attack. You will hear me, beating a brazen groove; you will hear the surging roll and thump of the drummer, you will hear the guitar's piercing wail, and when I cry out you will know you are not alone. Be good to one another Trebleheads and many thanks for visiting Treble Attack! TONY TREBLE www.myspace.com/trebleattack