"ɪn ʃˈɔːɹt, hiː lˈʊkt dʒˈʌst ðə wˈeɪ hiː sˈaʊndᵻd lˈaɪk ɐ ɡˈaɪ fɹʌm oʊhˈaɪoʊ ɐ tˈaʊn nˈeɪmd, ˈæptli, dᵻfˈaɪəns wɪð ɐ fˈɪɹs, ˌʌnɪnhˈɪbɪɾᵻd wˈeɪ ʌv ɐtˈækɪŋ ðə bˈiːt, dɹˈaɪvɪŋ ɐ bˈænd ʌv wʌtˈɛvɚ sˈaɪz hˈæfweɪ ˌɪntʊ təmˈɑːɹoʊ.
"In short, he looked just the way he sounded - like a guy from Ohio (a town named, aptly, Defiance) with a fierce, uninhibited way of attacking the beat, driving a band of whatever size halfway into tomorrow.