Well, what can I say about me?  I love music.  It’s that easy.  I can’t recall a time in my life when I was without music of some sort, whether it was the B-52’s when they first got popular, or when I heard the first screams of Billy Idol’s guitarist, Steve
Stevens.  Back then, Billy Idol type of music was the heavy stuff.  It called me with it siren song of loudness and leather and, burying my 80’s pop music in the backyard to rot, I answered.

After many years of fighting with my parents as an adolescent about this “music with an edge”, I finally was left to my own wants, whether they be to “rot in hell” or to get back on the PMRC bandwagon and listen to some good old Perry Como.  Hell awaits, I suppose, but if that’s the case, I think it will be worth it. Oddly enough, I didn’t pursue a career in music and to this day, I don’t understand why.  I spent six years in the US Navy working in an engine room and enjoyed it.  When I got out, I went to school for a couple years for computers and again, shifting gears, took a job servicing boilers.  That’s where I am now.

Through all of this, music has been a large influence.  I’ve seen a lot of changes in the music industry and tried as well as I could to keep up with everything.  The most recent discovery (three years ago) was the vein of European metal.  I was in a rut trying to figure out what to buy next and, almost by accident, happened upon Cradle of Filth, Theatre of Tragedy, and Moonspell and it was all over.  The floodgates sprung from their hinges and the debit card went wild and to this day, I am still amazed at some of the stuff I almost missed out on.

So where does this leave us?  A serviceman for a boiler company writing for an online magazine!  An outcast?  Maybe.  A music lover who would love to share views and ideas?  Definitely!