This is kinda what it was like the first time I went to Mel’s apartment for the first time, years ago. She lived in “luxury apartments” (the dubious nature of the scare quotes will be explained in upcoming posts), unlike I’d ever seen. I was more than a little surprised.
Listening to old-skool thrash a lot, now that Hanneman passed away. This is on my playlist right this second, and if you don’t enjoy this song, screw ya. HORNS UP.