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Every show I've ever loved, my photographic evidence is a lit postage stamp above four hundred heads. This moves you up: same night, same haze, same exact moment of the set — but from the rail, close enough to see the drummer counting in. The band stays nobody-in-particular on purpose; the night is yours, not theirs. Tweak: 'side of stage, looking at the crowd' — that one made me miss playing more than anything in years.

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