The crowd begins to arrive!
DJ JohnnyIV felt the laptop stand start to buckle under the weight of all his stickers.
"Yo, I finally figured out the name of our next album: Sandbag Pillows."
"Is Sandbag Pillows, like, yacht rock? Emo? New Wave Baroque?"
As is tradition, the artists were always confused to receive airport control traffic over their headsets.
It was early. Some folks were still waking up.
"Look! I don't have lice. See for yourself. Who started this rumor? What the heck?"
You'd be surprised how effective brain worms are at blocking out loud sounds too.
"I promised my mom I would no longer mix 'Baby Got Back' with 'Here Comes Santa Clause' but it slaps so much...."
JohnnyIV forgets to mute his game of Minecraft, introducing some unusual beats.
Tiny invisible cigarette.
"Do you want to dance? You want to dance. Please, dance."
Thus began the "Please dance" rally cry from the stage.
The crowds stride in, Crocs already in sports mode.
