I fucking love rockabilly/psychobilly dudes. The jet black hair juxtaposed with porcelain white skin covered in colorful tattoos. The drunker and angrier, the better.

I remember meeting Vic Victor backstage the last time Koffin Kats played at Reggie’s, but it wasn’t like I wasn’t star-struck or anything—in fact, I had never even heard of ‘em until a friend who had booked ‘em demanded I come.

I admit crushin’ so hard on Vic I couldn’t say anything to him, even after he thanked me for buying their LP. He’s just so fucking cute and short. Did I ever tell you prefer being with guys shorter than myself?