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Dark Floyd start with a Gira who confesses to loving the Floyd.
The movement continues with the drinks starting to work, stony path softened by sinister strings of viola, violin. A dialogue with low percussion. The beat increases, repetitive, intertwined, with a crescendoing violence. Do the Swans materialize? Amidst paranoid fears, low vibrations reiterated in a furious dialogue of sounds.
The horizon rises, increasingly darker, chaotic yet sweet in its melodic disorder. The distortions that embrace the sound body are not missing. Noisy explosion, the volcano erupts, the consequent angry face of the start of the journey. All indispensable ingredients. Indispensable?
End of the script, a heart. The Bad romantic heart.
Maybe turning the page wouldn't be bad.
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