Aggressive rhythms burning through the crowd, touching desires
through it's music, thundering loudly by drums, guitars sliding
like rain from the sky, pouring down on earth.
Rolling quickly into many avenues of being, as they unfold in
shadows of meanings hidden from view, shouldering the wonder
of another band as it shakes and rattles the crowd.
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