The rhythm labled wild treach metal, in the fucking buoy bassist, the non-popad played a different song at all, the drummer all the time broke down on the break-bit and the rest of the members of the group were all the time obsessed with him, the solo guitar is not heard, although it can be seen that the guy is trying. The keyboard was at zero. He cut off somewhere in the middle of the second song and the march blinked the synthesizer, the vocalist (also the buchy) simultaneously chanted and sang, all the time forgetting the words and plus all in a variety of orals mat. I’ll definitely go to your next show, guys. As a musical group they are of course fucking, but we haven’t roasted so long!

What was this group?! to