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The man ordered coffee.
All surrounding guests are drinking the beer.
He is easily overcome by drink.
However, coffee is his large favorite dish.
The band entered to the stage.
The guitarist inserts Jack in the amplifier.
He depresses the effects pedal of his feet.
The performance starts.
It is the blues.
Large volume to which speaker seems to tear.
The snare seems to tear.
That drummer had broken Zildjian's hi hat before.
Hi hat tore at that time.
It is the specially violent blues today.
The man drink coffee.
Acidity and bitterness extend to the mouth.
An extreme sound is pierced and sticks in brains.
Ah... I want to smoke.
The man is stopping smoking.
Coffee, the blues, and cigarette.
This three are trios of gold.
Ah... I want to smoke.
Purple smoke is filled in the pub dim.
It is Smoking of guests in the pub.
... Smoke if you want to smoke!...
Ruined guitar solo is satan's whisper.
The man looks up at the ceiling.
The mirror ball of the cheap article is ..glittering...
Light reflects in the pupil.
The body trembles in the blues.
And, it asks.
"Do you mind if I smoke?"
The masculine voice is erased by the violent blues.
All surrounding guests are drinking the beer.
He is easily overcome by drink.
However, coffee is his large favorite dish.
The band entered to the stage.
The guitarist inserts Jack in the amplifier.
He depresses the effects pedal of his feet.
The performance starts.
It is the blues.
Large volume to which speaker seems to tear.
The snare seems to tear.
That drummer had broken Zildjian's hi hat before.
Hi hat tore at that time.
It is the specially violent blues today.
The man drink coffee.
Acidity and bitterness extend to the mouth.
An extreme sound is pierced and sticks in brains.
Ah... I want to smoke.
The man is stopping smoking.
Coffee, the blues, and cigarette.
This three are trios of gold.
Ah... I want to smoke.
Purple smoke is filled in the pub dim.
It is Smoking of guests in the pub.
... Smoke if you want to smoke!...
Ruined guitar solo is satan's whisper.
The man looks up at the ceiling.
The mirror ball of the cheap article is ..glittering...
Light reflects in the pupil.
The body trembles in the blues.
And, it asks.
"Do you mind if I smoke?"
The masculine voice is erased by the violent blues.
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I like the energy in this, Is this real guitar playing? almost
sounds like keyboards...anyway the mix gets jumbled with all
the distortion, but i like the direction the song goes into...I
wished the guitars sounded more distinct from one
another...but nevertheless good playing