Every invite to join a Silvertide rehearsal comes with the same warning: bring earplugs. It is the clearest indicator that a sleeping giant has re-awakened and is starting to make noise again. It doesn’t take long for the beast to wipe off any slumber from its eyes, and suddenly the neighborhood rumbles with excitement and anticipation until the inevitable truth becomes impossible to ignore: Things are happening. The villagers are taking notice. The boys are back in town. And from down in the basement, my plugged up ears make it so much easier to hear my heart pounding. It has begun. Twenty years of Show & Tell. A one-two, here we go.
Rehearsing with Silvertide for the first time in a decade
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