Back in the dot-com days I used to share an office with a really nice guy who by pure chance happened to share my weird tastes in music. Probably in part because back when we were younger and dumber he used to play for a glam metal band (and as far as I can tell, he still plays to this day).
We would close the office door and blast Uriah Heep and Deep Purple for hours, we used to call it our “decadent music” time, which was great because nobody bothered us except whenever we annoyed the people in the offices at either side of our hall.
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