Man, this is a huge blow to the hard rock/metal world. Steele was a truly unique individual whose lyrics reminded us not to take ourselves too seriously. His pained bellows also gave confused, frustrated listeners a gloomy body of work to relate to. He was much, much more than a tall bassist with a big dick. If you don't know who I'm talking about, go listen to Type O Negative right now.
I think I'll mark my return to writing random reviews by covering a couple of TON records. Watch this space.
My name is Dom Coccaro. I'm an established freelance writer. I like to write reviews, but I find that it's hard to find review-writing gigs on the Internet that pay more than $0.00. I don't like being boxed in and I don't like to constantly give my writing away for free, especially if it's not on my own website. So I created this blog. I'm free to review anything I want to, though I'll be mainly focusing on horror, metal and wrestling. Often times, my review selections will seem incredibly random. Randomness is underrated. Thus, Random Reviews has been birthed from my cavernous vagina.
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