You know I was not seriously trying to undermine your advice, the rockin’ out is a priority though.
The stage is dark, only the flickering of the concert-goers phones are seen. Silence envelopes the crowd. Some hipster’s beard oil is overpowering and making people uncomfortable and straining everyones patience. A mass thought has perpetrated everyones brain…this is what space is like… Then the sound of ravenous thunder and fear threatens to lay waste to these humans as @feakers flys down to stage (on a cable system) and burns their souls to the ground with one righteous lick . As he plays and defies laws of physics, warm cookies are blasted from cannons out into the lifeless crowd, giving life back to these schleps!