Vader Power 5a
Alright.
Due to my currently erratic emotional fluxes, I've decided that improv jam sessions and multi decibel excercises are an extremely high priority. I'm in need of some personal therapy and being the percussion section just isn't gratifying enough right now. Perhaps I'm being selfish. Perhaps not.
I want my ears pierced with the frequency of a loud amplifier in a small room. I want every drum to punch me in the chest. I want bass lines spiking up through my legs like railroad spikes. I want feedback. I want noise. I want my head to explode in a fit of infinite rapture. I want so much volume that it feels like your head is being engulfed in a wave of fire and broken glass.
I want to harness that energy and damn it upon every last person that has done me wrong.
I would love nothing more.
Due to my currently erratic emotional fluxes, I've decided that improv jam sessions and multi decibel excercises are an extremely high priority. I'm in need of some personal therapy and being the percussion section just isn't gratifying enough right now. Perhaps I'm being selfish. Perhaps not.
I want my ears pierced with the frequency of a loud amplifier in a small room. I want every drum to punch me in the chest. I want bass lines spiking up through my legs like railroad spikes. I want feedback. I want noise. I want my head to explode in a fit of infinite rapture. I want so much volume that it feels like your head is being engulfed in a wave of fire and broken glass.
I want to harness that energy and damn it upon every last person that has done me wrong.
I would love nothing more.