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“Coer Death Punch

One Year Ago…

I nod lad that, for once, we are in our ele to a sold-out crowd

I’ apart Waitthat’s a lie I know exactly when an to deteriorate It was the day Riff brought a wo-ter up and started Black Falcon on our doard spiral

One day things were great—every guy in the band practically floating on cloud nine and all that shit—but so out our life-long dreas turned to shit Sophie, Riff’s tee into our foundation and rocked our ship by claihted Noel and was knocked up by him For a while, I wasn’t even sure if the band would make it, but we did, ironically, with the help of toht chicks at first, but eventually became thorns in my side too Noel and Riff are so lovesick; they can’t see that their constant need to “take a break” for “fa us

My twin brother, Trip, used to look at the situation like I do He wasn’t happy about the disappearing acts that both Noel and Riff insisted on pulling all the damn time That was until my baby brother took it upon himself to seek out other interests besides the band He not only found a dirt bike track to invest his money into, he also found a chick to invest his ti track owner’s daughter, Holly After that, he had a change of heart, and started e with my other bandmates

Fucking pussies

All of them

Black Falcon ht as well be a label-s who are always trying to upstage us and ride our coattails Like theive a fuck about each other any ether, ic truly happens

Trip pounds out the last few beats of the song and the crowd explodes, instantly begging for more

This is what I love There isn’t any other feeling like it in the world Nothing can ever top this rush, but because our performances are so few and far between, I’ve been forced to find other things that really get

When est grins on our face, I know he loves this, too—the euphoric energy from the crowd

How can he not miss this?

How can he put anything above this? How can any of them?