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View Poll Results: What is your Favorite style of rock | |||
Classic | 21 | 16.03% | |
Goth | 2 | 1.53% | |
Heavy Metal | 30 | 22.90% | |
Punk | 15 | 11.45% | |
Hair Metal | 1 | 0.76% | |
Rap/Rock | 1 | 0.76% | |
Alternative | 32 | 24.43% | |
Prog | 29 | 22.14% | |
Voters: 131. You may not vote on this poll |
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11-09-2006, 10:53 AM | #231 (permalink) |
From beyond the grave
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Probably alternative as I like a lot of bands which fit in that category like Sonic Youth and Joy Division for example.
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11-17-2006, 09:15 AM | #233 (permalink) |
Alan
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I think if you like rock you can listen to all the sub-genres, I just kinda depends what mood you're in. So I like all of the above. But not at once
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11-17-2006, 03:23 PM | #235 (permalink) | |
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Quote:
Led Zep practically invented it single handedly.
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11-29-2006, 09:03 PM | #237 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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I voted prog, but i can't really choose, right now i'd have to say a mixture between new wave and stoner rock
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