Back in junior high a good friend of mine was a massive fan of these guys. I never really saw the appeal myself, they seemed kind of silly. I was much more into serious musicians like Marilyn Manson.

Forty-eight is much too young to die, R.I.P. Pete Steele.

My friend used to spin this song every Halloween at the goth club. I didn't get into Type O until the October Rust album came out. Then I followed them until the end. Their shows here often ended in toilet paper fights with the audience. Those were fun.