type o negative
I was making so much progress in my early 20’s. I’d gotten into a band. I’d made new friends. I was hanging out in the city. I had been introduced to punk rock that extended beyond Raw Power and Fun House.
Things were really looking up for me and my legacy of loving bands that no one else could stand.
But then along came Type O Negative. I firmly believe that my 3+ year fascination with that band of meatheads may have cemented it for those who managed to look past the years and years of embarrassing musical loyalties I’d harbored.
ahistoryofbadtaste.blogspot.com/2009/03/type-o-negative.html
type o negative
I was making so much progress in my early 20’s. I’d gotten into a band. I’d made new friends. I was hanging out in the city. I had been introduced to punk rock that extended beyond Raw Power and Fun House.
Things were really looking up for me and my legacy of loving bands that no one else could stand.
But then along came Type O Negative. I firmly believe that my 3+ year fascination with that band of meatheads may have cemented it for those who managed to look past the years and years of embarrassing musical loyalties I’d harbored.
ahistoryofbadtaste.blogspot.com/2009/03/type-o-negative.html