I was listening to the latest All That Remains album this morning and I was reminded of how my older brother came into town for Thanksgiving and I tried to play it for him. Within the first minute of the first song, he just scowled and said "Too hard for me, man". Too Hard? This is the guy who introduced me to hard and heavy. I first listened to the likes of Korn and Limp Bizkit (though they may seem laughable to people now, fifteen years ago they were heavy shit) because of him. I found out who Metallica and Ozzy Osbourne were because of him. This was the man who gave me my first copy of Killswitch Engage! And that was while Jesse Leach was still on vocals! But All That Remains was "too hard" for him. Makes me wonder if the day will come when I think this music I love will be "too hard". I hope not. I love singing bands along with all this. Breaking Benjamin. Shinedown. Chris Daughtry. But heavy is what my heart is. Heavy rules my day and heavy will lead my ears into the next revolution. Maybe some day will come and things have to be turned down a bit or I start not being able to understand the words (... more so) but I think I'll still be rockin' it. Disturbed and KISS (don't care what Adam says) and Killswitch and All That Remains and Korn will be right there on the shelf with Shinedown and Elton John and Journey and Andrea Bocelli and Katy Perry and even Josh Groban. Yes, I said Josh Groban.
LONG LIVE METAL!