Grandpas Ghost Stories started in early winter 2008 as a warm ray of light in the cold pacific northwest, and by the time it transformed into argueably Portland's sweetest songbird in late spring of 2008, it died. Sorry folks. And you're probably thinking "rays of lights don't turn into songbirds" well thats where you are wrong, my friend. Through this journey we have learned many things: fantasy shit is cool and so is metal. Queen is cool. If you think you're a witch, you better be able to bring it.
