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 ...
2022 was another remarkable year for extreme music in the post-shutdown landscape. This episode highlights some of the best I came across last year. We discuss some old timers, some newcomers, and a local Bakersfield band that I think is on the cusp of greatness. Despite what some say, I feel heavy music is in a great place right now so dive and find some bands! As always you can follow me on Instagram @thedistortedemporium or reach me via email at thedistortedemporium@gmail.com Spotify pla...
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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 ...
