Cliff felt the music rise up behind him and rush him forward into a tunnel of fire and sparks and excitement. He brought his hammers down. And it was Music With Rocks In.
I'm re-reading Soul Music, for the first time since I joined a band. (This was my favourite Pratchett book when I was a teenager; rock music and Susan and the High Energy Magic building.)
It's time for something new, although I don't yet know what form that will take. I feel like I've been re-bitten by the same bug that made me start Lashings.
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