Brian Hill - Black

Growing up in small town South Africa, I would dress in black and thereby was branded a trouble-maker, a drug dealer and Satanist. Totally retarded if you think about it, but tongues wagging and small minds exploding all around the neighborhood. It was just too easy.  People would give me shit about it so often, and it would make me laugh every time. I mean, come on, a grumpy kid dressing in black, nothing strange there. As a teenager, I got to piss so many people off and didn’t even have to try to hard. My scruffy looking hair do and punk rock t-shirts didn’t help the cause either. I guess it was the whole package, a scruffy, grumpy teenager all dressed in black and listening to heavy metal music… my poor mum, always worried about what the neighbors thought.