Motor Ed headcanons, because I really like him!
New Wave of British Heavy Metal (NWOBHM), thrash and speed metal are what he is primarily into. Also likes hard rock and rock 'n' roll.
Motorhead is his favourite band, ever. Loves everything they have ever done, no questions. Lead bassist and singer Lemmy Kilmister is his idol, grew his moustache out to be like Lemmy's specifically.
Drakken hates Motorhead, thinks the 'singer' (quotes mandatory) has the ugliest voice he has ever heard. Not to mention half their songs (that he now knows, begrudgingly) sound like they're happening in the middle of some industrial accident. So, obviously, the solution to this is to just crank up the stereo until Drakken's yelling is drowned out (and they are both deaf with tinnitus the next day).
Eddie also loves Judas Priest (Rob Halford hits those high notes! YEEEEEAAAH!), Saxon (so many songs about bikes, cars, trains, planes), Megadeth (good sulking music. Peace Sells (Who's Buying) on repeat after getting fired from his government job), Metallica (Kill 'Em All, Ride the Lightning albums especially), Ozzy Osbourne but ONLY the Randy Rhoads years (all live recordings) and Anthrax (first album only. The cassette tape is worn OUT!)
Will entertain songs from other heavy metal and hard rock bands if he likes them. Contenders include Diamond Head, Elvis Presley and that one time Scorpions invented some sort of proto-thrash (Virgin Killer).
If a song is too emotional or sentimental, he will skip it, including many popular metal and rock love ballads. Except for Motorhead's, if you could call the few that they have such things. Very obnoxious in the car with the stereo as a result.
"Remind me to cut out all the sap in the next mixtape. Seriously."
Playlists. Burnt CDs. Physical mixtapes. You name it, he's done it. Organises them very well. Takes care of his music.
A rather large collection of dirty magazines. Best of the best are treated with care and reverence. Organised by publication/type and year.
A 'junk' drawer filled with cut-out pictures from magazines and the business cards of ladies of the night. Also filled with bits of worn and broken tools he uses occasionally.
Lots of car magazines and photos. May even exceed the previous collection. They feel interchangeable with all the pictures of women.
Kind of likes trains (there is a level of denial here). Peter Puff Puff was awesome, okay! Seriously.
