When the bottom fell out of Heavy Metal about 1990, we had kind of, sort of already left the genre.
Let us explain.
In December of 1989 we chopped off all our hair. This was the deal we made with our parents in order to get an earring. A cute little blonde said we should. By 1990 we put away the black T-shirts.
That summer we had a job as a summer camp counselor as did our stupid older sister (SOS) who just graduated from an upstate New York College named for a prominent founding father who now has his own Broadway musical. She was the smart one.
The drive to camp was about half an hour and during this time our SOS introduced us to 92.3 WROC and 102.7 WNEW. These were classic rock stations.
Up till then we assumed 70's music was about Disco and Saturday Night Fever. In 1990 Disco had none of the cool it has now. John Travolta was kind of washed up a joke.
During our commute we discovered 1970's era guitar driven, classic rock. We're talking Boston, Free, The Guess Who, Peter Frampton, Queen and so on.
This music had power chords and ripping guitar solos and when we picked up a guitar in our early 30's these were among the first tunes we learned how to play.
Classic Rock wasn't metal but is sure was heavy.
We can't believe we actually have to thank our SOS for something.
Oh, and by the end of the summer we were dressing like a 70's era teenager we'd seen in movies like The Boy in the Bubble or Welcome Back Cotter.
OK, but what's with the cuffs?
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