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Imagine you're at a concert.

Whatever the biggest, most beautiful theater in your town is.

It's maybe 10 or 11 p.m. a Thursday night.

You've got to work in the morning at 9.

And you've been waiting for the headliner for a few hours, passing the time, chatting with your friends, politely clapping for the

openers. Then the lights go down. Fog fills the stage. And in between the bursts of vapor,

you can just make out what's up there. Amps. Lit from behind by cold white light. That's it.

Just amps. Literally dozens of amps, each stack taller than your head. And then two figures

emerge from the haze. Each of them is carrying a guitar. Each of them is wearing a black robe and cowl. They plug in,

turn on all those amps, and play a chord. Just one chord in unison.

And it is loud, not just loud like concert loud, louder than anything you have ever heard in your life.

So loud that dust starts falling from the ceiling.

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