Like Albert King wrote in 1967, Ravi Dane was born under a bad sign. Son of an overindulgent young mother and his guitar-playing, drug-addicted father, Ravi stood little chance at surviving, much less succeeding, at life. His stolen first breath would be the only card cleanly dealt to him. Out-of-control circumstances robbed him of the life others would enjoy as he grew up sidestepping an abusive stepfather and finding acceptance and safety in...