As a teenage metal head, I was convinced that all things electronic in music were evil. Then, a roommate in college introduced me to Nine Inch Nails’
Pretty Hate Machine. Much to my embarrassment, I found myself cruising around with tunes like “Terrible Lie” and “Head Like a Hole” blaring out of my speakers. I’d never thought that drum machines and electronics could convey as much emotion as I found on that record.
When Trent Reznor cranked up the guitars on the
Broken EP, my personal favorite, I became an even bigger fan. I had mixed feelings about 1992’s
The Downward Spiral, though, and though I always check out his new stuff, not much that Reznor has done since has grabbed me.
