Some years later, long after he and Megadeth parted company, Jay Jones was stabbed to death with a butter knife during-rumor has it-a fight over a bolonga sandwich. That’s not funny, of course. But, if...

Oh my God. I’m not Keith Richards. I’m Otis from Mayberry! A fucking drunk!

I let that swim around in my aching head for a few minutes – “the arsenal of megadeath…the arsenal of megadeath” – and then, for some reason I can’t quite explain, I began to write....