August, The Summer's Last Messenger Of Misery,

I Think It Is Incumbent On Anyone Who Can To Lift Human Dignity To The Highest Possible Levels, Maintaining One's Own And Helping To Raise That Of Others.

One Person's Roar Is Another's Whine, Just As One Person's Music Is Another's Unendurable Noise.

Don’t Think About It. Do It. Don’t Talk About It. Do It.

Youth Is Fleeting And Life Is Short, You Might As Well Strike Hard. Anything Else Is Just Average.

A Country That Has Been Through As Much As Vietnam Has To Have Some Crazy Music Somewhere.