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Ride the Lightning

I met Metallica once. It wasn’t much to brag about – it was a festival meet-and-greet that I didn’t earn or really appreciate – but it’s a card I sometimes pull out to fast-track connection with a certain demographic of acquaintance. I was maybe fifteen and, though I was only really familiar with them by… Read More »Ride the Lightning

Wherever you go

The one thing I wanted as a kid was to get out of my town. I hated it. It symbolised entrapment, drudgery, isolation, futility. I dreamed of running away, or being abducted, or the apocalypse coming and embarking on some barren adventure through the wastes of a scorched earth. Yes, I fucking loved Fallout as… Read More »Wherever you go