There is no question that the brief span between 1992-1994, quite literally, changed my life. Sandwiched right in the middle is the year 1993. That's when things got serious. I was no longer the only kid trying to dig into the world of heavy music. There were a number of us, and allowances and lunch money would not be spared. It really didn't matter if I had the money to buy an actual album, I could always swindle a blank Memorex, Sony, or Maxell (among others) cassette tapes to dub whatever ...
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There is no question that the brief span between 1992-1994, quite literally, changed my life. Sandwiched right in the middle is the year 1993. That's when things got serious. I was no longer the only kid trying to dig into the world of heavy music. There were a number of us, and allowances and lunch money would not be spared. It really didn't matter if I had the money to buy an actual album, I could always swindle a blank Memorex, Sony, or Maxell (among others) cassette tapes to dub whatever ...
Fire up whatever it is you're smoking and dive into episode 11 of The Distorted Emporium! Tonight's show gets hazy, cloudy, and very intoxicating as we explore some of my favorite stoner and doom tracks from the 90's to the present day. The Sabbath-worship is strong in this one, as it should be, and the riffs are massive. As I state in the show, I stayed exclusively in the 90's and 2000's by design. I plan on doing a show and paying respect to the forefathers of these particular genres ...
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There is no question that the brief span between 1992-1994, quite literally, changed my life. Sandwiched right in the middle is the year 1993. That's when things got serious. I was no longer the only kid trying to dig into the world of heavy music. There were a number of us, and allowances and lunch money would not be spared. It really didn't matter if I had the money to buy an actual album, I could always swindle a blank Memorex, Sony, or Maxell (among others) cassette tapes to dub whatever ...
