For the last few nights we've been treated to a concert that's about a mile away, but loud enough that we can hear every word. The sky is lit by flashing searchlights & the music is distinctly western: there's been a lot of 1990's-style bands reminiscent of Foo-Fighters, Gin Blossoms and Blues Traveller - but all in Bangla. A few songs have even evoked mid-1980's U2, but last night we were treated to something I really didn't expect: Bangla Death Metal. At least, I thought it was Bangla: I really couldn't tell because people screaming over driving drums and distortion-ridden guitars all sound unintelligible.
Our western influence screams everywhere
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