Even Though I Am Not

The Wacken Festival Started More Than 20 Years Ago With Just A Few Hundred People In Attendance. Tickets Now Sell Out Before The Lineup Is Announced.

August, The Summer's Last Messenger Of Misery, Is A Hollow Actor.

One Of The Odd Enjoyments In Life Is To Be Alone In A Room Full Of People. To Have Them There As Unknowing Human Filler In Your Wide Shot.

August Used To Be A Sad Month For Me. As The Days Went On, The Thought Of School Starting Weighed Heavily Upon My Young Frame. That, Coupled With The Oppressive Heat And Humidity Of My Native Washington, D.c., Only Seemed To Heighten The Misery.

The Visceral Nature Of Hard Rock Music, The Fact That You Can Have This Sledge Hammering Sound - And That You Can Hook A Lyric Up And A Feeling Up To Something And Make The Lyric Jump Into This Machine That Crushes. That Has Always Been Really Attractive To Me, That Kind Of Power.