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Catching the wind off of the bass while trying to avoid the ragged edges left by the distorted snare, Krune smiled. The party was hard to ride due to their tendency for riff leads and highly syncopated drum rhythms that caught the unfamiliar unaware. Krune had just enough scars to know he'd been riding for a long time, but not too many to show a lack of finesse that some adepts held.1

Threading his way through a hard hitting solo he began to relax again, though the adrenaline was just beginning to sink in, Krune enjoyed these moments of blissful nothingness more than anything else in the world. Once he had been able to fly through two verses a chorus and the build up bridge without so much as a twitch. No, Krune was smooth, that had been his gift all along, and everyone who watched could tell it wasn't just years of skill that took him sailing through solos like this without any sign of strain, it was a gift. He had talent.2

As the song drew to a close, Krune began to drift back to the station. His was a private dock, the owners of Musix knew him well enough to trust his frugal nature with their finer juices. He enjoyed this respect, and it was well placed, for he did care. It used to be his job.3

The self taught expert could mix a mean batch of any song you wanted. Just give him the wave form read out, and tell him what you wanted. He could pump the bass up to hills and shred the edges of glitch till it cut like a knife. Only skilled riders came to him, his was a sought out practice. He knew mostly everyone worth knowing and heard about the upcomings before they hit. Yes, Krune was in the know.4

Well still was on the top of the trade, but these days not many riders ended up talented enough to ride his crafts, so he had shut down the private practice in favor for the clinics he ran at Musix. Mixing, blending, and safe riding; that was what he knew, and what he shared with the groups that met every Friday to hear him teach. Occasionally they would convince him to put on a show, never ceasing to be amazed at his abilities.