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" When you’re in a band, you spend the first four hundred thousand years of your career dragging around your own crap. Your speakers, speaker stands, mixing head, mics, pickups, power cables, mic cables, speaker cables, instruments, the everything. You forget something, you’re screwed. You break something, you’re screwed. You don’t have a long enough extension cord? Screwed.
Once you hit it big, though —
You’re packing your shit into a late-model Mustang and a pickup truck and hoping you didn’t forget anything. "
― Maggie Stiefvater , Sinner (The Wolves of Mercy Falls, #3.5)