by John Ellis
During my transition from a Christian day school to Bob Jones University, and at the risk of romanticizing a musical genre that’s more artistically challenged than I realized at the time, grunge music, and its accompanying culture, became my god.
It didn’t happen overnight, though. The last half of 1993 and through the first half of 1994 provided me with clarity about my beliefs, or lack thereof, as well as boldness to act on my growing confidence in who I wanted to become.
In large part because of that, if you were on Pensacola Christian College’s campus during the fall of 1993 and you remember a brown and beige van frequently barreling through with music blaring, that was me.