“After nuclear fire rains down on us all, the roaches will shrug off annihilation, pick up guitars, tune them to Drop-D, and shred through the rubble. Metal always survives, but the Texas Metal Collective prefers a different metaphor than the apocalyptic. "We are the cactus," he shouts. The rest of the room yells back, finishing his thought: "And the cactus survives!"”
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