Bands Klumpte / Lumped Metall / Metal Radio Wurden / Were
Faith begins where Reason sinks exhausted.
I was one who liked to work with my hands as well as my brain.
I wanted to be in a band that shared ideas and were in it together.
Destroyers did not have chaplains because they were too small.
I had this little handheld transistor radio that I used to sleep next to.
The forcefulness of life is where vitality kind of intersects.
I just happened to wind up in a metal band when I was 15.
To have hands, to have fingers, is weird. Real life is weird, to have fingers?
Men like me because I don't wear a brassiere.
