Why “heavy”? Why “metal”?

The music that stirs our Dark Selves… existed long before our feeble attempt to define it in modern English. Before it had a “name”…

It thundered down from the black skies into lifeless seas.
It came spewing from the volcano at Pompeii.
It howled in the dungeons of the inquisition.
It threw back its head and laughed at the antics of Charlie Chaplin.
It has always been ever with us… and ever shall be.

It was only when rock ‘n’ roll came along (November 1954) that we “humans” had an interface with all this nameless cosmic energy and an opportunity for some bright lad to come up with the designation “Heavy Metal”.

Some reject the phrase as too limiting. Some reject the clothing as to confining. Many refuse to comment… but admit it… isn’t there one track you put on really loud when you’re the only one home? And isn’t that just the best?

Good old nameless cosmic energy, that’s all. We call it “Heavy Metal” now but that’s just a name…

When I was younger, I based the amount a band “rocked” by thunderous crashing guitars and drums. Well, this simply isn’t the case anymore… so what has changed? Me.

In recent years, I’ve experienced a great collection of music I wouldn’t have given a second chance 13 years ago during my MetalGlamMulleted Days in Southern California.

There are so many multi-talented musicians and clever songwriters with an on-stage energy that rivals any huge, impressive sound and light production around. That’s what is impressive to me now.

Don’t get me wrong, I still love thunderous crashing guitars and drums but there’s a lot more to music than just that. Just my two cents.

Now back to your regular scheduled program… oh and ROCK ON!!!!

Don’t go to bed angry with the ones you love and care about. If there’s a problem, do your best to work it out before you go to bed. If you’re sorry, say you’re sorry. If you love someone, tell them. If you forgive them, tell them.

Life is to short and you might never get the chance to tell someone you’re sorry, that you love them, care for them or you forgive them. I made this mistake before when my grandfather died this past March and I’m so sorry I did not spend more time with him during his last days. I will not do it again… so with that said… I want to say “I’m sorry, I love you, I care for you, I forgive you.”

This post is meant for my family, friends and loved ones… you know who you are.