On My Mind (Issue 1)

It honestly blows me away, that a lot of people don't like Heavy Metal. It's the perfect mixture of all human emotion. It's complete, unadultered, uncontrolled, and unedited anger. Pure, golden happiness. Perfect, painful, agony. And horrid, blackened, depression. And that's only a brief overview. There is just so much passion, so much energy, so much pain, and so much beauty in Metal. It's lyrics cover everything from the most frightening stories, to the most well-versed Shakesperean literature. Everything from Hammer Smashed Face to For Whom the Bell Tolls. From Lack of Comprehension to Her Tears Don't Fall. I have been listening to metal for most of my life, most heavily in the last fou years, and there is not one single emotion that I have not been able to find Metal song. And important topics endlessly abound. Death, Loss, Mounring, Problems in Society, War, Oppression, Depression, Suicide, Homicide, Genocide, Love, Romance, Passion, Romantic tragedy, pain, suffering, happiness, good living - every one of these is in a metal song that is somewhere on my iPod. Maybe that does sound like more depressing topics than uplifting ones, but it's not the lyrics that do what metal does to me. It's the whole sound. Thundering, thrashing, machine-gun like guitars, pummeling bass lines, Carpet-bombing drum lines, and vocals - whether they be sung, shouted, screamed or growled - are some of the best no matter what you put them up against. That's what metal is. Not a group a long haired sadists, who play loud guitars and act stupid because we get high everyday as society would like to portray us - but as some of the best muscians in the world.