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The shuffle of feet to an out of time drum beat. Sweat and stink, shoulder to shoulder is what they'll remember when they pay seven bucks for a wrist band stuck to arm hair, and a marker stain on the back of the hand like a black badge. Tomorrow no one will remember how guitar fuzz cut like a razor or the bass burst in their chests, because when the last note decays in the back of the bar, all the kids will have is a ring in their ears, and a scratch in the throat from a sound dug deep into elbow bruise and beer can crush. Tomorrow they will hear it, when paper tears from wrist, when ink is washed from hands, when feedback is faded and speaker hiss cut.
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Apr 26, 2011
Apr 26, 2011 at 8:20 PM UTC
Mosh Pit
The shuffle of feet to an out of time drum beat. Sweat and stink, shoulder to shoulder is what they'll remember when they pay seven bucks for a wrist band stuck to arm hair, and a marker stain on the back of the hand like a black badge. Tomorrow no one will remember how guitar fuzz cut like a razor or the bass burst in their chests, because when the last note decays in the back of the bar, all the kids will have is a ring in their ears, and a scratch in the throat from a sound dug deep into elbow bruise and beer can crush. Tomorrow they will hear it, when paper tears from wrist, when ink is washed from hands, when feedback is faded and speaker hiss cut.
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Apr 26, 2011
Apr 26, 2011 at 8:20 PM UTC
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