Thread by @RoyalRepublic

A long time ago, a strong force ruled the universe, and all the wicked people in it.
The force was known as RockNRoll, and it was an unruly force, not loved by all because, well, it just wouldn’t play by their fucking rules... but by that same token, it was cherished by many...

- The world was littered with great halls where big crowds gathered to experience the brute force of RocknRoll, take part in its glory, and worship those that could harness and wield its power.

- But then came the dark days of the pandemic, and for a long time, the world stood still. The great halls fell empty and silent, and without a crowd screaming for more, the masters of rock lost the source of their power.

- And as the days, became months, became years, rockroll began to fade from the world, until all that remained, was that Italian song that won the ESC.

But then, seemingly out of nowhere, a riff ( whiff, get it?) of hope... The faint feedback of an amplifier pierced the endless void and as it grew in volume, the world slowly began to move again. And as as it did, it cried out in unison: - Rocknroll! Wherever the fuck art thou?

And from their dreary graves of self-pity the masters perceived. Their dead hearts began to beat, their cold blood began to boil and with their stiff necks freed from the shackles of rigor mortis. they began head-banging their way out of their coffins.

Turns out, you can kill rock'n'roll as many times as you fucking want to…
But it just.
won’t.
stay.
dead.

At midnight tonight,
for your streaming pleasure,
Royal Republic loudly presents:
Back From The Dead
#TrickAndTreat #HappyHalloween
#SpeedShuffle

Enjoy!
open.spotify.com/track/5ySBJY9n…