I must have certifiable rocks in my head to’ve enthusiastically taken on the unenviable task of booking the bands at a club out here in Portland, Oregon.
With “electronica” emitting its final thrusts like an epileptic’s death throes, it’s time to admit they had the stupidest nicknames since black metal and Goth.
I had experimented with as many fermented chemicals as I cared to ingest. I’d found my likes, my dislikes, that which made me angry, sad, and projectile vomit.
One of the longest enduring themes in the horror movie genre has been the vampire film. There always is a large audience attracted to all things vampirific.