As a teenager, I had a phase where I listened to Europe’s The Final Countdown every single day. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but there was something about it. The melody, the high-pitched synthesizer noises, the guitars—it was just epic, despite being basically five minutes of repeating one riff and line.
Your Final Countdown Has Already Begun
Your Final Countdown Has Already Begun
Your Final Countdown Has Already Begun
As a teenager, I had a phase where I listened to Europe’s The Final Countdown every single day. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but there was something about it. The melody, the high-pitched synthesizer noises, the guitars—it was just epic, despite being basically five minutes of repeating one riff and line.