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The vibe’s got that “Blue” feel – “I’m drowning in your eyes” – but with sweat and rage instead of love. Andrew’s all, “I’ll die for this,” and I’m like, “Chill, dude, it’s just music!” But nah, he’s obsessed, and Simmons is yellin’, “Not my tempo!” every five secs. Pissed me off, man – why’s he such a jerk? But then, bam, it’s thrillin’ when Andrew nails it! I was jumpin’, like, “Take that, ya bald freak!”

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