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By Jason Bracelin It began with a series of high fives in a dark room, delivered by a group of dudes beaming like teen boys after one of them had just lost his virginity. And in a way, a seal had been broken.
By Jason Bracelin He held his guitar over his head, like a trophy, like he should have. It was the end of a fuzz-drenched set of stoner rock thunder, and Torche frontman Steve Brooks had earned the right to a triumphant pose, glistening with perspiration like a sweaty diamond.
- A serpent whose bite was fabled to produce intense thirst.