Lee Neitzel

I was a super nice kid, I swear

There was a moment in the early '90s...somewhere between Use Your Illusion 1 & 2 and Nevermind...when the cultural axis subtly tilted and nobody knew what to do about it. The shift was slow and then sudden. Like realizing your parents aren’t cool or that professional wrestling is scripted. For me, that moment came in a high school classroom, courtesy of a cheerleader who had been shopping at Goodwill. 

But first, context. In 1991, I was in a hard rock band called…

Welcome to my blog...which, at the moment, is really just me testing to see if this thing actually works. Eventually, this space will hold my random thoughts on random things....music, nostalgia, and why spending an hour walking the aisles at Blockbuster felt like a fun Friday night, but spending an hour scrolling through Netflix feels like a personal failure. Actually...yeah, I’m totally going to write about that. But for now, it's just this...a placeholder...a digital sticky note to myself that says…