Backstage Rock Legend

The backstage hum feels like a secret lullaby, and the flicker of amber lights drips across my guitar like molten vinyl from a forgotten record shop. I can taste the sweet nostalgia of a 70s riff in the air, pushing me to twist the pick in ways I never thought possible. Tonight, my fingers dance over the fretboard with reckless abandon, each note a promise of rebellion. The crowd's roar is a thunderous heartbeat that fuels my restless spirit, reminding me that every chord is a memory reborn. On this midnight stage, I'm both king and fool, chasing the echo of my own legend 🎸 #RockDreams