I used black before it was even an available font color. We were
friends acquaintances and he invited me to its shows in shitty nowhere coffee shops in Williamsburg, then we'd go back to his apartment, smoke a few joints, and have pathetically mediocre, apathetic sex to the sound of a windchime that he claimed to have bought while in the peace corps in Africa (but I saw him buy at a flea market) and some new and upcoming band that created rhythmic atmospheric pop out of radio static and tibetian singing bowls.
Then the *** sold out to the internet and became the most popular font color around.
We still have mediocre sex to windchimes and radio static, though.