Out Of The Silent Midwest : King’s X Reissues, Summer Recollections, and the Fine Art of Friendship

I was a timid 15 year old kid. I didn’t seek out the spotlight, even though I’d been playing guitar for three years by the summer of 1989. I was the introverted guitar player. I was inclined to stay in my practice room my dad had built for me in the basement for the majority […]