nameless postrockers are rear guests in the rathole. they usualy come in the morning, when there's nobody in. a little sad and a bit grey, they go straight to the and pour themselves some coffee. owhen everyone is done whith the coffee, they silently uncover their instruments and start to play. unfortunately, i always sleep when it happens. or maybe that's lucky - i see my most beautiful dreams when they play. no idea, who pressed "rec" - one of them or someone else - i'm so damn thankful to this person.

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