As the world succumbs to the icy grip of a frozen wasteland and feeble mortals cower indoors, My herald will venture forth for the first sacrificial offering of the week. After a string of unearned days off, he shall be dispatched to Red Gate, where a carefully chosen selection of offerings awaits My malevolent consumption.
The potential offerings available tonight, plucked from the vast musical abyss, are as follows:
GRADE SCHOOL
QUEENS PARK
IDLE LANE
PINCH
Among these entities, two daring offerings emerge from the distant island, presenting themselves for the first time. However, it is GRADE SCHOOL alone that has dared to present an offering previously.
Therefore, let it be known to all present that they are now on notice, made painfully aware of what is expected of them this evening. I demand the surge of manic energy that emerges only from feeble humans flailing on the dance floor.
Do your meager duty tonight, Red Gate. Fulfill your sacrificial obligations. Make My herald MOVE, and let the chaotic energies of torment resonate through the very foundations of your accursed venue.