Dear Readers, Some trips are relaxing. Some are chaotic. And some involve two women, a white cane, questionable train decisions, suspicious clouds, the smell of smoke, and enough bass vibrations to rearrange your internal organs. This was the third kind. For months, I had been looking forward to seeing Pentatonix live in Amsterdam. I’ve followedContinue reading “Music, Metro’s & Mahoosive Bass Vibrations”
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