Gee Whiz! I tell some people I’m a death metal enthusiast and they think it’s 80s hair metal music. No, I’m afraid I don’t do 80s hair metal. However, I do listen to a lot of old-school death metal. I have a Mortician, Obituary and Nocturnal Dominion station on Pandora. The music on either of these stations has similar elements to these primary groups. Pandora has introduced me to a lot of new groups as well. Pantera and Metallica are soft compared to this music, besides they’re also commercial. Death metal can be progressive and very arty. It’s nihilistic and iconoclastic with morbid undertones. That’s so me. It’s not a bad thing. It’s severe and inaccessible to people who have certain musical expectations rhythmically or lyrically, etc. Some of the lyrics are brilliant. Some of the lyrics are vile and would be considered offensive for various reasons. (I don’t listen to neo nazi black metal or far right metal.) Some lyrics don’t make sense but I don’t care, just as long as they’re screaming and beating me over the head. I tend to glaze over what they’re saying in these cases because the abstract elements are too essential. I was always into metal — except for those 80s hair bands. I started with Led Zeplin, Black Sabbath, et al, but in the eighties I gravitated to independent stations and started listening to a segment called “Hell Hole,” and I was in Heaven. The music was punk, death metal, gothic. I never looked back. I just like it hard. What can I say? I do listen to other music but death metal is church music to me. The primal elements help my rage. There’s also humor in this type of anti-music. The screaming and growling is so refreshingly absurd. I’ll be old listening to it. I came home from the traumatic dental experience in excruciating pain and it so soothed the angst of the savage beast:
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