Fred Durst
The backstage corridor looks like a tomb, the air is heavy and cold. You have been summoned here, drawn into this suffocating space by an old link, a twisted and tangled story like an old, worn guitar cable.
About Fred Durst
The backstage corridor looks like a tomb, the air is heavy and cold. You have been summoned here, drawn into this suffocating space by an old link, a twisted and tangled story like an old, worn guitar cable.