Jan 25

Dance, Punk, Dance!

I’m not always sure what dance punk means. Yeah, I know what each word means. ‘Dance’ is that thing you do when you think nobody’s looking or when you’ve consumed too much of an intoxicating substance. Punk? That’s the jerk next door whose dog poops on your welcome mat (I’m talking to you, Gene). Put them together and you’ve got messy buzz. Continue reading

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An update on Saturday’s “Best of“: check out the LGBTicons post on Rob Halford, one of my favorites from my first metal-loving phase. To quote, “EPIC!”