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rock n roll 3

Without a break they launched into their next song, one that sang about war in the sky and described old flying machines that didn’t exist anymore. Angie waved her hands around like a devil and on long song notes held out her hands and closed her eyes, dreaming of what her song described. Nodding her head in rhythm to Ronnie’s thundering bass guitar, she kept her eyes shut as the song thudded through a long instrumental bit until her chorus kicked in. She went crazy, dancing over the stage and Sunny let rip in a wicked guitar solo that had the audience dancing and moving around like fish out of water. On and on the music went.

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