Everyone constructs a personal narrative to romanticize their emotional connection to a song or artist.
Showing posts with label evil nine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label evil nine. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Evil Nine: They Live
If you want to be the candlepin bowling champion of the northeast, you need to not drink so much before getting out on the lanes. Alcohol makes it harder to repeat your delivery, and you’re going to fatigue before you can finish all three games. If you want to challenge me for ten bucks a game, I’m the guy with the beard and glasses and tattoo over at Flatbread.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Evil Nine: Behemoth
So far as I can tell this is a song about a gigantic man made of stone stomping around and blasting suckers in the head with a stone mallet.
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