恋人ごっこ

It sounds as if life itself is hidden between the applause and the rumble of the speakers: sharp, noisy, not always understandable, but absolutely real. Words flash by like snippets of street conversations woven into the music - about success, about deals, about the code of one's reality. It's all like a fleeting chronicle, where instead of dates and places there are rhythms and accents, and instead of morals there is a frank “this is how I live.”

And despite all the roughness, there is a sense of drive - the kind where it seems that the stage is held up not by scenery, but by raw energy. The music sounds like a spontaneous rally with dancing, where every line is either a bang on the table, a joke, or a shout to the crowd. And in this chaos, a simple truth is born: noise is sometimes more honest than silence.