Red Hot Chili Peppers - Can't Stop -

As the chorus hit, the garage walls seemed to vanish. John’s guitar swelled into a melodic wave, soaring over the funk-heavy foundation. It was the sound of a comeback. After years of riding the highs and surviving the lows, they were realizing that the music was the only thing that kept the shadows at bay.

Anthony closed his eyes. The lyrics weren't coming from his notebook; they were coming from the soles of his feet. “Can’t stop, addicted to the shindig…” Red Hot Chili Peppers - Can't Stop

“Again,” Flea muttered, his thumb poised like a hammer over the heavy strings of his bass. As the chorus hit, the garage walls seemed to vanish