The Gods of Rock rejected Norton's hope of peaceful eternal rest and with a vacant grin, he's left to continue to roam the unforgiving underworld of the city's dingy basements and live music haunts. Bearing the brutal scars of an eternity of headbanger mosh pits on what little flesh he has left, some of his favourite bands adorn his cigarette, blood and booze soaked leather jacket.
You are not currently signed in. Sign in now.
Once signed in, Trampt users can vote, comment and post replies if they have unlocked the required badges by earning reputation points. As a member of Trampt, you can also manage your collection, help us maintain the library, earn reputation & badges, and more.
Joining is free and you can do it now in minutes!
Promote your new release, event & more to 29,000+ people each month.
Unlimited impressions starting at a rate of .38¢ per 1,000.