This memory came to me, with all of the talk of religious tolerance.
Christian heavy metal? Really? "No it's Awesome" Rebeckah, insisted as we went down in to the basement of the farm house. It was cool and a little damp down there and quickly Rebeckah flicked on the florescent light reveling plain white walls and boom box sitting on a ledge. She shuffled through a box of tapes popped in the right one and put the music on. "Let's dance!" She said.