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Sing vs. SANG

Went out Saturday night strictly to support these guys right here. With only 1 hour of practice before the event started, ComposurE was able to rip the stage like they ain’t neva left it. Can I just say I am sooo proud of my roommate B (in the yellow hat), my boy Digga who I’ve known since middle school (black hat), my Hayati Rach’s husband (baby Samoan with the fro), and their boys Rae and Rob?! And that my dear friends, is the difference between folks who sing – and folks who can SANG.

P.S. Everytime u see Duane sing to someone on his left and a girl scream – that’s me lmao.

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