I was born and raised behind the Iron Curtain. Reading xeroxed books, watching movies from VHS tapes at secret gatherings, and listening to rock music were forms of resistance. Wearing long hair as a man was an act of bravery. The very few of us who had long hair were rebels, artists or undercover governmental agents, respectively, provocateurs.
In the 80s, I was a teenager, and besides various bands from Hungary, I fell in love with Motorhead, The Clash, and other similar monstrosities. We devoured every single record smuggled into Romania, from the Beatles to Venom, without discrimination. So, I emerged into Read more Roger Waters or James Hetfield? And why?









