Things I miss: bearded kings of synth rocking the mundane

A sphinx snorting a giant white sheet. A giant gas gauge working its way from full to empty. A wedge driving through the massive crowd with a woman dressed in a net dress at the apex. A stuffed monkey clinging to the rafters. Tiny bits of speaker raining down on the crowd. Good times.

I shed a tear when the open floor ceased.

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