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A bead of sweat trickles down his cheek. It’s not warm in here, yet still his body feels compelled to fight the heat. He’s not a rock star, he’s never even been to Birmingham. The other two aren’t much better, unified by social ineptitude and coffee breath. These three people aren’t ones to aspire to. The word aspirational appears sarcastic when written down on paper and held up next to their faces. So why do I love them so? What is it about Neon Highwire, these three seemingly unremarkable men, that fills me with pure excitement whenever their name is mentioned? Is it because musically their each song is so crammed with ideas they threaten to implode in on themselves? Is it because they hit you with one infectious ear-worm after another with the kind of chart-bothering potential most acts can only dream of? These songs can move the hips of the dead. Is it because the stark imagery of their lyrics paint no pretty pictures of who they are, instead writing with such stark honesty as