Brandon and his three band mates were literally baking, the hot ankle-high sand making it even more difficult to walk as they trekked through the vast open desert playing their instruments.
From the two guitars flanking him, rhythm and bass, to the poor drummer at his back lugging a mobile set of drums strapped to his chest, his comrades followed with su…
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