The year is 2064. New York City as we know it is no longer grounded.

Dreadful natural disasters forced Manhattan to build skyward 30,000 feet, safe from harm. Of the few survivors on earth, only a handful of these common people live on the earth. The elite live in the heavens. Living this safe lifestyle, everything but technology had been lost to these elite, but down below, the plain held on to romance, wining and dining, beauty, truth, love, and most importantly, music.

An alliance of elite designers found no solace in their complex, scientific way of life, and decided to descend and discover the simple, celebrated pleasures. They picked amongst the ruins, finding nothing of conceivable value, until they came to a shantytown. A drawling, unafraid, commanding voice blared from the smallest shack on the outskirts of this town. The designers knocked. Entered. Sights and sounds beyond belief enraptured all senses: brightly-colored old concert posters and photographs of an emaciated revolutionary were splattered along the walls, and a raw, nasally voice burst from a careworn boombox, "where justice is a gaaaaaame." The sound reverberated through the shack and pounded through their veins to the very core of their existence. This was what it was to live; and this was Bob Dylan, a revolutionary musician from one hundred years ago.

The team knew what it had to do. Once back in the world of elitists, each designer carried that overwhelming feeling of Dylan's torment and
courage. A revolution must take place in the lives of anyone who would listen to, see, or feel the common cry of man and the desperate need
for love! Highway 61 was about to be revisited, and the time is ripe for Love Brigade to pave that way…. into a new future.