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Origin stories: they\u2019re typically how I kick off these off, some pseudo-enticing meetcute\u00a0in the heart of the scene. A half-drunken beg for an interview<\/a>, an impromptu striptease<\/a>, a deep side-eye at Two Boots Williamsburg<\/a>. A chat in front of Little Sunnyville Gutterway Footskips Stadium. A bite from a radioactive spider. I mentally collect these origin stories, and yet I cannot<\/em> remember meeting Davey Jones. Instead it feels like Davey’s been the perennial maypole at the center of our scene, linked to everyone. Lost Boy ?, as you damn well know, is a staple.<\/p>\n