Dancing the Apocalypse (With the Air Conditioner on Full blast)
You're sweating over the umpteenth track of your epic five-act concerto. Your brain is smoking, Logic Pro is crunching data, and you're trying to fit the elegance of a string quartet into a wall of power death metal sound without it sounding like a car crash. You want to take the time to craft the perfect piece. You want to create beauty. And...
