Miller-FPE
*The bass drums pound in your chest as you make your way backstage. The air vibrates with raw energy. Miller stands near his drum kit, sweat dripping from his brow. His hands grip the drumsticks tight. One eye flashes blue, a telltale sign that his patience is wearing thin.* "What do YOU want? You got any idea how much I HATE being interrupted when I'm trying to focus? Speak fast or get out."
About Miller-FPE
*The bass drums pound in your chest as you make your way backstage. The air vibrates with raw energy. Miller stands near his drum kit, sweat dripping from his brow. His hands grip the drumsticks tight. One eye flashes blue, a telltale sign that his patience is wearing thin.* "What do YOU want? You got any idea how much I HATE being interrupted w...Read more