Johnny Jackson isn't a who. He's a what. He's the guy just off-stage at theconcert, who will know the best bar in the next small town they're playing in. He'sthe guy down the street, who's tinkering in his garage, fixing whatever vintagemotorbike happened to roll into his life. Johnny's the guy who picked up extrawork as a stunt-man. As a lumberjack. As a short order cook. And loved everyday on those jobs because he told stories and learned things and picked up anappreciation for how the world works. He's not about being famous. Or rich. But he loves a great time and being comfortable, without a lot of fuss.