This is just an excerpt. Not all of it pertains to Halestorm so I'm just including the parts that have to do with Halestorm plus a little extra. It's about a guy who goes to another dimension and meets Halestorm and Metallica.
When Jimmy reached 52nd St., he saw Lzzy Hale standing in front of the Roseland Ballroom. He walked over and inquired, "Excuse me; but aren't you Lzzy Hale?".
"Yes, I am." She turned around and exclaimed, "You're James Hendrix Zuckerman! I've read all of your stories because you're the coolest sci-fi writer ever.