As if 2020 didn't feel apocalyptic enough already. Any teenager that grew up in my generation grew up headbanging to Eddie's riffs. I vividly remember blaring classic Van Halen tapes while riding around in by buddy's old '88 Camaro. This music was the soundtrack to our teen years, even if it came out almost 20 years earlier.
Eddie was timeless like that.
Run on, Eddie. I'll be headbanging this one for you tonight.
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