Since working at a radio station in 2003 I stumbled upon a rock band that were considered missing. "Roar" was their name, last appeared: 2015

Do NOT trust Keith.

'i the most bosom of the night, beneath the bright illumination of the stage, a troupe by the name of roar, didst sing aspirations to loftier realms. From the year of our lord '88, they didst kindle a fire, with rhythms that didst prance, and verses that dost bite. The nameless souls with fervor set ablaze, didst strum their lutes, enwrapped 'i the misty haze. Each note a tale, each song a sweet release, amongst the throngs, they didst find a fleeting peace. Through the ages they didst traverse, from town unto town, with beats that couldst elevate any visage from a frown. From echoes of youth to wit long matured, each chord a chapter, each performance a leaf assured. From ballads of love to anthems wrought with pride, the spirit of roar shall ne'er be forswore. A spell that clung, long past the curtain's descent, within the hearts of their faithful, their melodies were lent. Though the drapes hath fallen, and silence doth enfold, their legacy doth thrive, akin to treasure of gold. For the band named roar, though their season may be o'er, 'i the echoes of time, their voices shall aye soar