…while riding passenger in my dad’s car, he yelled at me for popping in Nine Inch Nails’ The Downward Spiral. More specifically, he yelled at me for playing the single off that album, “Closer”, which I’m sure you’re all familiar with.

“I wanna fuck you like an animal?” he asked, mouth agape. “What the hell are you listening to?”

A teenaged me replied with something along the lines of, “You don’t get it, Dad. This song is just one part of a story.” (In my defense, at the time, concept albums were a new, well, concept to me.)

My dad quickly ejected the CD and handed it back to me.

Fast-forward two and a half decades later, and a now 42-year-old me (an age, I’d like to point out, that is older than the age my dad was at the time of the car incident) is taking my 65-year-old dad to his first Nine Inch Nails concert.

He met Trent!

Dad and Trent!

We drank beers… that cost $32! Before tip!

Extortion!

I bought this show print, which was cheaper than two beers!

Worth it!

And our minds were blown by an amazing performance by Trent and company.

NIN!

They even played my dad’s favorite song… which has grown on him over time.

He gets it now,

-Shady