About Us

There was no turning back. It was the early 1990s and I was at my upstairs neighbour's flat (apartment for the US-centric readers.)

He had just pressed play on a soviet-era tape deck. The tape was a copy of a copy of a copy of Kill 'Em All. The song was Seek and Destroy. The rest is, as they say, history. 

Ever since then I have been a card-carrying member of the metal community, with my tastes gradually expanding to hardcore, hip hop, grunge, jazz, electronic and just about every other genre under the sun.

Growing up in the 1990s behind the iron curtain I experienced pop culture over a number of summer breaks that were defined by grainy MTV VHS recordings, Headbangers' Ball and mixtapes put together by friends and strangers.

The limited choice of legally obtainable music in communism made it easy for genres to rub shoulders on mixtapes and VHS. You could easily hear Winger, Sepultura, Massacre, Guns N Roses and Depeche Mode - all on a single 30 minute tape side. A perfect, narrow window of music discovery.

I wore my first Motorhead patch in primary school and remember buying bootlegged t-shirts sold at bazaars. Who made them, how they got the art and the idea to do this puzzles me to this day but I did own a few pieces that have since vanished. 

Fruit of The Doom is an outlet of my formative years, my love of music and a time when music was more than a bunch of megabytes streamed through a 5G network. This platform is host to a handful of selected pieces I own, or was lucky enough to acquire.

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