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In the fading twilight of eras, the screen’s glare silenced the voices of airwaves, and sanctimonious titans exiled true expression. Here I dwell—a specter adrift in a dream woven from illusions. For more than a quarter-century, I’ve navigated the labyrinth of sound—a conjurer of keys, traversing from ancient harmonies to the digital pulse of dubstep. Yet when I dipped into the ephemeral art of DJing, a quiet question echoed: why do the gilded masters tremble at a mere ten-second murmur? The last insurrection of the unsung was etched in the annals of ’97.