Glam Rock | Ziggy Jagger (![]() ![]() @ 2012-11-27 21:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | black metal, glam rock |
Who: Glam Rock & Black Metal
What: Oh fucking hell
When: Tuesday afternoon
Where: Music store
Warnings: Possible language, TBD
Alessa had all but put the jerk's comments out of her mind. He wasn't worth her time, especially when she didn't even know who he was. So she decided to go out to a music store near her apartment, dressing simply and dettermined to enjoy herself. The place she was going always had the best selection, usually at decent prices. She was browsing the racks, which is why it took her a little longer than usual to register the other presence in the shop. Once she was fully concentrating, all she heard in her head were crashing drums and screaming guitars. It made her want to cluctch at her temples.
She looked around for the source of the noise, noticing a scruffy blonde man peering at some stacks. That had to be him. He put her off almost immediately, but at the same time...she hadn't talked to another music god other than Pippa for a long time. Color her curious.