Welcome to The Many Faces of Manny—a new monthly-ish column from yours truly that we’re (mostly) proud to introduce here at Horns Up!
For the past couple months, I’ve been writing album reviews on a relatively consistent basis, and through these, you’ll have discovered that I’m not only a medium for conveying music via multisyllabic descriptions, but also a terribly narcissistic person with a literally never ending appetite for attention. But I also have feelings, and unfortunately for those around me, those feelings are often deeply-rooted in anger and expressed through severe and unrelenting aggression. Thus, at the recommendation of my therapist(s), I’ll be working through those feelings by writing this column (which does not, in any way, reflect the views of Horns Up) on a disparate and varied range of topics.
The Many Faces of Manny will run on the second Tuesday of every month going forward. Please feel free to email the Horns Up team or tweet at me with topics and suggestions for me to violently rage about in future columns. But for now, let’s kick things off with this first edition: why I detest the ancient practice of “moshing.” Continue reading