Foot on the pedal never ever false metal. Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle. My job’s ain’t a job, it’s a damn good time. City to city I’m running my rhymes.

chicagoantisocial

During my teens, I was a Black kid from the South Side who ventured up North and checked out different lifestyle shops, from The Alley to Moon Mystique. This one underground music ‘zine put me up on @mortiisofficial and the Expo of the Extreme (I came across the @mkultramag later on). I ended up not attending the first night of the Expo (the night Mortiis played), as I was under 18 at the time. I retrospect, I should’ve just said, “Fuck It!” and went anyway. Probably would’ve gotten in somehow 🤷🏿‍♂️The 90s was a different time 😆#Mortiis#MKUltraMagazine#ExpoOfTheExtreme#Chicago#90s#NationalGothDay#WorldGothDay#GoodTimes#BackInTheDay#Saturday1d

MORTIIS posted this image from 1997 when he first came to the states. It was flattering enough. Then a gent who goes by chicagoantisocial on Instagram posted a comment which I found added to the feeling I was enjoying.

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