Fourth of July was like the unyielding spirit of a wild mustang. A purely explosive example of anarchy and mayhem. In the city of Auburn on Muckleshoot reservation it seemed as if Satan's minions had possessed the charred earth for flame and sights set for destruction.
Out of the ground and peoples hands, flames licked with the wind and night as youngsters and adults claimed their rights of passage. The passage was granted to explode your inner angst through conventional means. Sulfur flavored smoke filled every attendees pore, blended with fear and with the hairs of the neck standing on end, after the instantaneous combination of wick mating to black charge ripping the atmosphere of oxygen and all human cautionary senses.
Safe and Sane. Drunk and maimed. There is no one to blame if the shell and shrapnel burns your eyes and blacken your teeth;
Abandon all hope, ye who enter.
Sparks and red embers marking the celebrant patrons day on the 4th. I would not wish to align within the ranks of the need to meme what a war zone should look like, but dammit the abhorrence of it all was worth the experience.
Oh and on the music front...here is my man DEFCON and his latest relese, holdin it down for the ELECTRO front.. Defcon - The Replicant [edit] by DEFCON602
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