It is night. I can not sleep. I surf the Internet. In the background WDR Rockpalast. Philip Sayce leaves the stage. Asaf Someone and the Mojos come on stage. The sound is good. The frontman begins to yell at. He sings well like that. He sucks. You annoying. It sucks. I do not want to get up. I do not turn around. My foot steps with the rhythm. I log on Amazon. I order the CD. I regret nothing!
