We bustled into the hall among the hordes, getting as close as possible. The music comes on, and the opening electric guitar riffs are accompanied by a tangible charge in the air. Everybody's a part of it, and the aesthetic of it all is overwhelming.
That, right there. What is that? I've come to think of rock music as some sort of super-taproot into human spirit. Nothing in my life gives me overwhelming goosebump epiphanies except rock'n'roll. It's not just me, is it?
tl;dr tell me about the things that fuel your epiphanies.
BACCHUS IN THE HAAAAAAUUUUUUUS
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