#AvalonStonediscography

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Unleashing Fury: Avalon Stone's "Drag Me" In "Drag Me," Avalon Stone, the voracious siren of alt-rock's tempestuous sea, casts her spellbinding voice into the maelstrom of our souls—crashing waves against craggy despair with the ferocity of Poseidon in a fury. The track emerges from the shadows like a phoenix wrought from grunge's ash and alt-rock's flame; it sears its indelible mark onto our quivering psyche with Caleb Bourgeois' guitar wails that pierce veils between reality and abyss. https://open.spotify.com/track/6BrdR1H4uZlzhHnmYq0LPB?si=83cc3b7ccb984bab With every strum, pluck, and howl within this anthem to resilience—a diorama illustrating battles fought in silence—the curtain rises on an opera penned by demons confronted under spotlight’s merciless scrutiny. Herein lies not merely a song but an odyssey that traverses through hellfire caverns of mental torment only to emerge baptized in cathartic reverberation. Wes Bartram’s drums thunder like heartbeats ensnared in Dante's inferno while Donovan McKinley’s bass lines weave sorrows into tapestries lush and intricate. Avalon herself—goddess cloaked in mortal vestige—rends nights asunder with vocals both celestial choir and banshee’s lament; her lyrics a call to arms amidst sinewy chords of entrapment. Kevin Dietz orchestrates behind curtains unseen, yet his alchemy transmutes suffering into soundscapes raw and unflinching. [caption id="attachment_55323" align="alignnone" width="1365"] Credit: Lucky Seven Photography / copyright Avalon Stone Music[/caption] "Drag Me" isn't just heard; it’s experienced—an electric shock therapy jolting numb hearts back to life's chaotic dance floor. It spirals unforgivingly toward crescendos high before plunging listeners into introspections deep as oceanic trenches where light fears tread. Amidst stocks overflowing with musical banalities dressed as profundity—"Drag Me" stands defiant: a monolith carved from anguish real bearing testament to beauty birthed through pain rending air itself pregnant with possibilities anew. In anticipation we percolate for "Chained", naught but salivating acolytes at Avalon Stone's altar waiting for sermons woven out of darkness destined be dawned upon ears unworthy. In essence: To devour "Drag Me" is to stare down one's own reflection besmirched by tears yet undeterred—a euphoria laced indictment echoing long after silence has reclaimed its throne. Follow Avalon Stone on Website, Facebook, YouTube, Instagram and TikTok.