A spiky-feathered duckling in a ripped denim vest (covered in band patches) headbangs and dances wildly making wild moves in a grungy garage, its tiny wings in fists of enthusiasm. Crumpled soda cans and a cracked amplifier blast distorted chords, sending visible sound waves through the dusty air. Graffiti-covered ...
Kick It !!! 🤘🏻