11-28-2017, 12:01 AM
I had made it work, see? Fighter jets, right? Fire. War. I asked you to end it. But how do things end? They end in death. "That was not according to plan.", a track called "Dirty Epic", by an old school British electronic band that popped into my head and that I thought was highly evocative the mood I was looking for, and even if no one listens to it it's ok, the band is called "Underworld" and you can see the intention at a glance. Also "Epic", because the story keeps going. It's a whole bit that I am doing.

