And lo it came to pass, in the year of our infernal lord two thousand and fifteen, I was introduced to Maryland’s finest crooners, Clutch.
At this point Marvel could release a twenty minute short of a dog carrying a monkey on its back and it would be top of the box office for several months. That is for starters.
For a while I had thought it was just that I have diverse musical tastes – and I do – but that was just a convenient lie. I realised that, during certain periods of my life, I was buying music for little more than status. I was a shopaholic for CDs.
I never got in to podcasts; I didn’t really understand how they worked.