serpentworship

Damn, I'm starting over again. Got many things to say, but tonight's going to have to suffice with the following... I think my maiden post here on this magickal day of the twenty-third is going to be about music (as most of what I write will be). Specifically, I want to focus on the only audio cassette I ever wore out from playing too much, and the first compact disc I ever owned. This is an album that I almost never failed to boombox-blast on nearly every away-game trip I took with my high school band during our senior year. It gave perfect voice to the alienation and angst I felt during that time, and continues to define how I think about music today. By many critic's opinion, it remains the best hip-hop record ever made, and it's a title likely to stay. It is Public Enemy's "Fear Of A Black Planet".