Dungeons & Dragons has been a pretty reoccurring thing in my life. While it's actually been years since I've played the tabletop pencil and dice version it seems that a lot of the people that i resonate with have a history with the game. For years my sons have leafed through my monster manuals as have i. I spent many mornings at my friend's house with graph paper, velvet mystical dice bags and number 2 pencils. My buddy was grounded a whole summer for some reason while we were in 7th grade so i used to sneak over to his house early after his parents went to work. Another guy would show up and the trio of us would slay orcs, fall into spike pits and sexually harass bar maidens. I remember riding our bmx bikes over an hour to a neighboring suburb to the only hobby store we knew that sold dice and modules (adventure story guides). We were "Stranger Things" before it was cool. It was really really uncool as a matter of fact. We listened to this #dio album alot because of me. It spoke to my obsession with swordfight fantasy. D&D, conan and beastmaster movies, "lord of the rings" and this cd paint a pretty accurate picture of my scrawny pimple-faced interests of the time. This is also on my short list of favorite album covers. One i have reproduced in ballpoint pen many times. Dio has remained a constant fixture in my music collection my whole life. The lungs of a dragon in the body of a mystical elf.
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