Eh, the place was cooler before all the yuppies — young undead professionals, that is — moved in and gentrified things. It was clear shit had taken a sad turn when the charnel houses starting adding brain-based tapas to the menu and the artistic ghouls got priced out of their crypts.
And don’t get me started about the corporate vampires from out-of-state who bought up all the retail spaces and converted them into luxury mausoleums.
Recommended listening: Oh, did I find a way to fit a Clash track into this countdown? How uncharacteristic of me!
