One of my friends recently said that Dream Theater is the equivalent of girl repellent.
I have in my lifetime dated exactly two diehard Dream Theater fans.
At this very moment, my boyfriend is in the other room watching live videos of the band, complete with closeups of John Petrucci’s fingers during the more blistering guitar solos.
Interpret, please.
This is a bit of a dilemma for me because Dream Theater repels me too, leading me to believe that I might actually be a girl.
I wondered.
I once refused to date someone because he really liked NOFX, and now, for the past 5 years, I’ve been dating a guy who really likes NOFX. But I’m most embarrassed to admit I dated someone who loved Steely Dan. Incidentally, my most disastrous relationships have been with big fans of Captain Beefheart and, ironically, Elvis Costello.
Pfft. Imagine his embarrassment that you didn’t like Steely Dan.