I wanna rock. Or, more precisely, I wanna listen to a group of musicians rock, and then, with all deliberate action, shake my head vigorously in alignment with the aforementioned rocking, and in that totality of motion, pronounce myself a participant. And I want to share the specialness with you. In 2 parts, like a 45. First stop, Sweden! Pick slides, pumping fists, and accents bent to the international rocking standard.
These guys do it a little more angular. But the chorus makes me go full-on air guitar, so it's a win-win.Hot Snakes - Unlisted
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