In 1967 we worked hard for our psychedelic credentials in Noah's Ark. We knew that we were nothing without a theremin. Well, you couldn't just go to google and track down a source. I had seen Bob Moog's name associated with the things in Popular Science type magazines. I was somehow aware that he was manufacturing them with his father in New York.
When I tracked him down through information and gave him my order he asked if we would be his sales reps for the Southeast. It meant that we got two theremins shipped for the price of one.
Well now, that band was always more about the pose than the music, truth be told. None of us got to be virtuosos. In fact we did well to make creepy "monster movie" sounds with the thing.
Life's like that. At least mine is.