Evening Tunes

It’s a Spencer kind of night, where only the roar of the band and the chants of the crowd will do. Bodies clamoring towards the stage, arms twisted, weaving through the sound while limbs float above our voices-drowning out our dreams. Aaron’s on the drums shouting, “You’re a part of something! This matters, this moment matters for all of us!”

This my scene, my metal. \m/

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