Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160716191324/@comment-24696651-20160717212051

The band in question was Sammy's Sun Surfers, a four piece surf rock group who were currently in Pearl City to get some drugs and make a little money playing gigs, though most of the money had been spent on some new amplifiers as they had blown theirs out with overtly loud playing.

"Surfin’ through the radiation,

Causin’ the fall of a nation,

But for all the bad emotion,

I love the motion of the ocean."

Sam finished singing the chorus, and the band played a loud crushendo, with drums, bass, and both guitars both playing louder and higher before together creating a final, deafening chord.

"Thank you, thank you," Sam said to the scattered applause - most people were most interested in their card game, though a few drunks attempting to dance gave enthusiastic clapping and one ragged cheer. Not that they would have applauded if they had been paying attention - they were technically proficient, but played somewhat stiffly, as though they had learned to play through robotic repetition rather than actual talent and love for their instrument.

"This next number is from before the war and called Surfin' USA," Sam said, before turning to the band. "Alright boys, hit it!"

The band played their next song.