The musician loves Pallbearer, even if his mom doesn't “get” them
Kevin Hollo sings and plays (in the night times) with local heshers Montauk Trash. By day, he's a senior consultant, which means the next five minutes will be spent desperately trying to explain what that means. Here are a few of his favorite things:
I'm a musician, and I listen to a lot of music. But Spotify told me what I listened to most in 2016, and it was Pallbearer — the best doom band I've ever heard. Full of agonizingly slow and thunderous riffs, these guys are like the Viking-poets of metal. The lyrics have made me weep more than once. But mostly they make me want to climb mountains and swing axes. My mom didn't “get” them.
“Rick and Morty” is the animated brainchild of Justin Roiland and Dan Harmon (the creator of “Community”). It's a wickedly funny take on alcoholism and multi-generational family dynamics, nestled inside a downright psychedelic smorgasbord of aliens and interdimensional travel. It's insanely dark for a “cartoon” and yet there's a heart of gold buried somewhere inside. Burp-talk dirty to me.
Buckeye Strength – Scioto is where I train. This place is so much more than a gym. We use the word “community” a lot, and I don't take that lightly. They've become a second family to me. This last year has been an emotional rollercoaster, and they were there to pick me up when I needed it most. The coaches are fantastic and there are no egos, just a lot of cheerleading and people having fun getting fit.
Todd Snyder x Champion I'm obsessed with these crewneck sweatshirts that feel like they were handed down to you by your older brother in the sun-kissed summer of '92. Champion will always remind me of being a kid and playing ball in the backyard until it was too dark to see. Todd Snyder breathes new life into this stuff and makes wearing sweats a full-time job that I take very seriously.
Borgata is a NY-style pizza joint my best friend took me to last month. It's tucked away off of 161 in a vanilla strip mall, but don't let that fool you. This stuff is gold. Thick, pillowy crust with the perfect balance of East Coast grease and oven-crisped chew. Toppings are wonderfully heavy-handed (think ropes of cheese) and the standalone meatballs can do just that.