At 14 years old, hearing Led Zeppelin's "Black Dog" for the first time, music all at once became an incredibly passionate part of my life. It gave me wonder, appreciation, awe, inspiration, amazement, desire, drive, determination and probably a whole host of other emotions. It breathed life into me; gave me a purpose; made me a fan of something. Nowadays, I don't do anything without music. I don't have much love for death metal, electronica or any genre requiring "post" or "core" in its name. I know what I like, and I'm a Classic/Glam/Melodic/Progressive Rock kinda guy. Splash a little metal and symphonic rock along with it, and those are my tastes.
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