Summer 1988: Camp Tawingo, I was eleven years old. The summer soundtrack? Gn’R's Appetite for Destruction. I remember that waking up to the guitar riff of Welcome to the Jungle on a daily basis. It was a little shocking (especially the liner notes and Robert Williams’ robot rape). At the time, I think I made myself not like it but, secretly, it was etching itself into my musical fabric.

And now, I enjoy watering plants to the album.

 

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