but all that changed with the introduction of christian heavy metal into my life. bands like "seventh seal" or "mortal," bands singing about blood & torture, yes, but the blood & torture of CHRIST, who is risen. old classics like stryper, who really bust out god's love with a wail & a thrown goat. i guess if i think back to my childhood, the "youth explosion" festival is really where i started to get into the killer metal that the lord can inspire....
no no NO wait, FUCK this. that fucking kid STOLE MY JACKET. i had this old fucking west german army fatigue jacket, sort of scrounged/inherited from my bio-dad. it was pretty sweet, right? i also had the standard issue army surplus greens, but that is no where near as good as the legit stuff, right? anyhow, i was going to this christian rock-festival thing at this one church..."youth explosion," it was called. whatever, i knew kids who went to this church, & there was even like one girl in the youth group there i had made out with once or something, so i didn't struggle that much. better than staying at home. anyhow, the way this festival worked, all the kids would stay at one parent's house & then they would get crated off en mass to the church (it was a big fucking church). anyhow, the place i dossed at was the fucking...the miniature place! you know how every town has that weirdo doll house furniture store? this was the place! i can't fucking remember what it was called. anyhow, to make a long story short, their little bastard kid (who wouldn't shut the fuck up about GURPS when i told him i gamed) hid my jacket so i couldn't find it when it was time to leave! what was that fuckers name? anyhow, fuck him.
i went to a carmen concert one time with that youth group, too. & to a party with a pot bellied pig.
before she hooked up with clark, louis lane was a