Only a few universal axioms that describe what one must face in one’s daily journey through existence. Death, taxes, service charges, yes we’ve all heard of those certainties. But there’s another truth that many of us rarely consider, a universal axiom that is as true today as it was when it was first spoken so long ago.

And it all began with Harvey.

Harvey was a six-foot invisible white rabbit that loved concerts. Of course, being invisible had its advantages, for Harvey could sneak into the best shows without leaving a trace of his existence. He stood front row for Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band, climbed up on stage for Dave Matthews Band and Blues Traveler, even got close enough to Cher to nuzzle her with his cute, invisible furry nose and tickle her with his long transparent ears. Yes, whenever you were at a show by John Berry, Paul Oakenfold or Big Head Todd & The Monsters, if you didn’t see a six-foot invisible white rabbit, you knew Harvey was there.

But of all the bands and all the artists that this particular six-foot invisible white rabbit saw, like White Flag and Speedball Baby, the one group Harvey loved most of all was Tool. That’s because, of all the bands in the entire world, Tool was the only band that could see Harvey.

Oh, the times they had! Harvey first met Tool when the band was just starting off, playing club after club throughout the USA. As everyone knows, six-foot invisible white rabbits are the ultimate in luck charms, and Harvey brought the best of luck to the band. Together, they rose out of the club circuit, and joined other big names like Paul McCartney and Bon Jovi to become the major arena act that America knows and loves today. And it was all because of Harvey.

But their association was not meant to be. For it was last summer during a holiday on Long Island, when Harvey and Tool found themselves waiting outside a trendy nightspot for the bouncer to let them in. Suddenly, Harvey’s invisible ears picked up a discerning noise – the ferocious sound of a Manhattan publicist shifting the gears of her SUV into reverse. Immediately Harvey sensed that danger was imminent.

Any other six-foot invisible white rabbit, thinking of his own safety first, would have stepped out of the path of that dangerous SUV barreling down on the hapless crowd. But not Harvey. Without even a single thought of his own wellbeing, he stepped in front of the band that he loved so much, and took on the full force of the stylish gaz-guzzling vehicle’s back bumper. Yes, it was a classic case of hare today, gone tomorrow.

Now Tool is on tour, and as the band plays night after night of magnificent shows for their fans, the individual musicians look out over the footlights in hopes of spotting their six-foot invisible white rabbit friend. But, alas, Harvey is gone, and the band must now rely on its own wealth, friends and groupies for solace and inner comfort.

There are few axioms in life. Birth, taxes, service charges for shows like Guns N’ Roses and Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers, and ultimately, that final goodbye. But if anything, the band learned something special that night on Long Island. They learned about sacrifice and caring. They learned about love and loyalty. They learned about the friendship and trust that a certain six-foot invisible white rabbit can inspire.

But most importantly of all, they learned that a band named Tool and its bunny are soon parted.