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Black Metal

Lowen Baumgarten

Mar 21, 2012

I was working at Bean Bag the other day and overheard three dudes talking about music, poetry, and gay-straight relations. You know, typical SF brunchtime conversation.

At some point, I overhead one of the guys, who was wearing a fuzzy blue beenie spoke with what could have been a British affect, say, "Man, I hate black metal. It's not psychedelic enough for me, you know?"

"Yeah, but you should check out Sinagog," said one of his buddies, "They're very pschedelic."

"Ugh, I know but it's still black metal. It's so hetero I can't stand it. You know? All black metal is so fucking heterosexual, it just alienates me."

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