Gent Four: the road is steep and hard baby

It's been a hard day. The days pass by like infinite tunels of time, where we play non stop and way beyond what our inspiration allows us. The third and final had to be the most difficult one. Harsh. Heavy. Noisy. I haven't stopped to play since noon, and I have to go back no because René is spinning records on his own and I don't want to let Noak down.