Thursday, July 30, 2009

Jimi Vs Eddie


It was the early 80's when I first became aware of Jimi Hendrix. I was around 12 years old, and was told "If you play guitar, you have to listen to Jimi Hendrix." When I heard his music, I thought it was ok, but I wasn't knocked out like when I'd first heard Eddie Van Halen.

Van Halen had burst onto the scene a few years earlier and his playing represented the new cutting edge. Jimi meanwhile, sounded like a different era. His tone was fuzzy and noisy while Eddie's sounded crisp and flawless.

Van Halen's music brought to mind flashy cars, keg parties and bikini clad models. Jimi's songs conjured up images of Vietnam War helicopters, student riots and hippies. As a pre-pubescent male in Northern California in the early 80's, it seemed unquestionable that Van Halen would have a more profound influence on me. But feeling it was my duty as a guitar player, I decided to take a closer look at Jimi.

I went out and bought "Are You Experienced?," " Axis: Bold As Love" and "Electric Ladyland," (the three essential studio albums) listening to them as a student rather than as a fan. One of my early guitar teachers, Mark Strandberg, showed me the simpler stuff, like "Hey Joe," and "Purple Haze." Then we moved on to "Foxy Lady," "Spanish Castle Magic," and the intricate chord patterns of "Little Wing." Learning these tunes enabled me to become adept enough to learn licks on my own. Soon I was transcribing every lead break in "All Along The Watchtower" and "Voodoo Chile: Slight Return" These licks were not only a study of great bending, but also of great vibrato and position changing. I was gaining strong musical foundation which carried over into all the other music I was learning, including Van Halen.

I was just getting ready to move on from my Jimi phase, when someone suggested I check out a live recording entitled "The Jimi Hendrix Concerts." Jimi's live versions of "Red House," "Voodoo Chile" and "Stone Free," (with it's a capella guitar breakdown section), were like nothing else I'd ever heard. These were not the songs that were played to death on the radio; this side of Jimi was like a well kept secret. I ate up the the licks on these tracks like they were candy.

No longer listening and playing out of a sense of duty, an interesting thing happened: I began to feel Jimi's music not just technically but emotionally. This represented a breakthrough. I heard his music coming from a place of yearning deep within the soul which I recognized within myself. All my pain from childhood through the present was felt through the notes I heard him play as well as those I played on my own guitar. What was this and where was it coming from?

The answer was the blues. Jimi was, at his core, a blues guitarist. When you here his blues interpretations, on "Red House," "Killing Floor" and "Hear My Train a Comin'" it's very clear. But even in psychedelic excursions such as "If 6 was 9," and "1983: A Merman I Shall Turn To Be," the blues is always there.

Years later, I saw a comedy film "White Men Can't Jump," where Woody Harrelson plays a skilled white amateur basketball player who's a Hendrix fan. His African American rival, played by Wesley Snipes, taunts him: "You listen to Jimi. But you don't HEAR Jimi. I listen to Jimi. And I HEAR Jimi." Somehow, I knew exactly what he meant.

It's difficult for us in the present to grasp the magnitude that certain music had in the past, especially when it's been rammed down our throats via the radio. In the case of Jimi, it took some time and discipline in order to develop a connection with his music. Had it been the 60's, I probably would have been immediately hit over the head with Jimi's music as so many were.

When considering Jimi, one must take into account the musical landscape during the time he emerged, when the most exciting thing in rock guitar was surf music and early blues rock (Eric Clapton, Peter Green etc..). Jimi's appearance must have been like a volcano erupting. He mixed the sounds of blues, jazz, soul, space ships, oceans all into his own brand of hard rock. It was as if he was channeling the planet Earth and all its wars, revolutions and social unrest.

One must also ponder the fact that Jimi's influence has been felt in radically diverse genres of popular music throughout the 70's, 80's, 90's and 00's. As quick examples of each, take P-Funk, Prince, Pearl Jam and even John Mayer (say what you want about "Your Body Is A Wonderland" and all his tabloid coverage, but John Mayer's a great guitarist who's clearly done his Hendrix homework). Even pop artists like Billy Joel and Sting, as well as the late jazz arranger and Miles Davis collaborator Gil Evans have been largely influenced by Jimi and covered his songs. You can't just can't say that about Van Halen.

There is no question Eddie Van Halen has done some of the most influential rock guitar playing of our lifetime. There are not too many people you can say that about. I still love to listen to his classic playing and place him among my all time favorites, along with Jimi and Jeff Beck. Van Halen's music is a perfect document of good time hard rock from that era. Van Halen, the band, took the intensity of Black Sabbath and replaced Sabbath's plundering darkness with a party rock atmosphere and stellar musicianship. It was as if they were working in tandem with their keyboard driven pop peers to collectively capture the happy mood of the Reagan era.

But Van Halen was never meant to be 'serious' music that had an impact on society. I'm not sure Jimi intended this for his own music, but he achieved it. It may have been the circumstances of the time period or fate himself, but Jimi's music and playing became the embodiment of 'socially significance.'

So in the grand scheme of things, it's an unfair comparison to put Eddie next to Jimi. Hendrix's infuence extends beyond the guitar itself. If you play music, not listening to Jimi is like not listening to the Beatles, regardless of what genre you play. There has never been any guitarist as influential as Jimi Hendrix, and probably never will be again.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Further Reflections


Outwardly, a rock & roll tour must look so exciting. Crowds, energy, excitement. But the truth is that there are a lot of lonely moments like this.

The poem started as journal entry describing a two day bus ride. Out of the twelve of us traveling, just a few others were awake, mostly crew members. They looked trapped in their desolate boredom and one person (on the crew), looked particularly tortured.

Suddenly, a representation of life became clear. The 'reflection' in the window mirrored my mental 'reflections,' and suddenly the double entendre was everywhere. The future ahead, drifting "past." Hardened pavement and souls, but underneath, something soft. I'm in touch with the soft part, and it gets me through these times feeling relatively healthy and creative. Others seem to have buried the soft part or are unaware it exists.

I felt sadness. Not for me, for them. Their only solution was to arrive. But where? Will they ever really get there? Arriving is only a temporary distraction.

Why not seek out deeper knowledge, meaning, and new experiences? You can numb the pain all you want with too much beer, soda, fast food and cigarettes. It will only make things worse. Why treat the bus as a a prison cell, when it can be a cocoon?

Amongst it's many unanswered questions, life has a few truths. Most people are afraid to admit these truths and I can't say I blame them. The truth is scary. But denial of these truths is, in the long run, even scarier. Here is one truth that won't win you any popularity contests for bringing up: we are all dying.

Knowing this, there is no excuse to not live life to its fullest. Each day brings us one step closer our 'destination and demise.' Most of us are only partially through our "bus ride" and will hopefully be on this road for many years to come. But you never know, the bus could break down at any time.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Reflections In A Bus Windshield














Human figures sit in angst filled silence

Gloomy stares upon the endless highway

Future up ahead now drifts into past

Verdant trees outside

Fleeting whims upon the street

Lines in pavement, lines in faces

Pushing towards destination and demise

Seconds tick away

Flickers upon the soul

Hardened like the concrete below

Fertile soil beneath the pavement

With words I spread my wings

In this rolling cocoon

Saturday, July 18, 2009

"Everybody's Metal!" (part II in a series)















1) Full name, age (if you're comfortable revealing), and location.

Jonathan R. Goodman, 34, Cleveland Heights, OH


2) Describe yourself. What do you do?

I'm an attorney and an executive recruiter. I'm licensed to practice law in Maryland, Virginia, D.C., Ohio, and New Jersey. Outside of my legal experience, I currently recruit C-level executives for Fortune 500 companies.

3) Any previous occupations, education, etc...

I got my undergraduate degree in political science from the University of Michigan in 1995 and my law degree from the Catholic University of America, Columbus School of Law in 1998. I served as a Navy JAG attorney and have practiced commercial and business litigation in the private sector.

4) What first got you into metal?

I loved Kiss as early as the second grade, then a friend of mine introduced me to Iron Maiden, the Scorpions, Metallica, and Anthrax when I was in Junior High School (1986)

5) What is it about metal that is meaningful to you ?

I love the sophistication of the music and its aggressiveness. It's an ideal and safe outlet for stress relief. Metal also was the conduit to my true love, which is playing metal and rock guitar. Without metal, I never would have been inspired to play guitar, which is a source of pride that I carry with me in my personal and professional life.

6) Who are some of your favorite metal bands? Favorite albums? Or favorite song and why? Favorite concerts?

Testament (of course!), Iron Maiden, Anthrax, pre-Black album Metallica, Helloween, Queensryche, Edguy/Avantasia, Yngwie, Racer X, Kiss, Megadeth, Scorpions, Van Halen, Dokken, Ozzy, Dio

Favorite Albums- Maiden: Live after Death; Metallica: Master of Puppets; Queensryche: Mindcrime; Testament: The Legacy; Ozzy: Blizzard; Racer X: Second Heat

Favorite Concerts- Monsters of Rock (Meadowlands, June 26, 1988) (Kingdom Come, Dokken, Scorpions, Metallica, Van Halen); Clash of the Titans at MSG (Alice in Chains, Megadeth, Slayer, Anthrax); Kiss Reunion in 1996 in D.C.; G3 Tour in 2003 (Yngwie, Vai, Satch)

7)How do you feel being into metal affects you as a person? Does it give you a different outlook and perspective? How?

I think metal provides me with an outlet for the rigors of everyday life and access to a community of passionate fans.

8) If you had to tell someone else about why you love metal what would you say?

As I try to explain to my wife, I love the musical complexity, I love the passion, and I love the gamut of topics that songs cover, from topical politics (e.g. Megadeth) to literary references (Iron Maiden) to fantasy escapism (Dio)

9) How has being metal changed your outlook or perspective on day to day living?

Its expanded my interests and made me a more well-rounded person. Hearing Churchill's speech on the intro to "Aces High" got me interested in Churchill's life and writings, which I still rely on as sources of inspiration. Hearing Yngwie made me want to learn more about classical music.

10) Did you ever look like a typical metal fan? If so, how old were you and what made you change? If not, did you ever consider it and what changed your mind?

Oh yeah...I tried to grow my hair out in High School. The problem is that my Judaic roots interfered and I wound up with a funky Jew-fro with two tufts of hair growing in the back that my Mom referred to as "wings." I wanted to look like Nick Bowcott from Grim Reaper. Instead, I looked like Dr. J. Besides that, I had a denim jacket with the patches, a leather jacket, and enough metal t-shirts to clothe a small Third World country. For me, it just seemed like the right thing to do and a way to fit in to the metal clique.


11) Does being into metal affect your career in any way? In other words, do you bring a metal quality to your work?

Absolutely. I think that the two elements of metal that I find most prevalent- patent aggression and musical sophistication--are good principles in the business world. Controlled aggression and professional sophistication go hand-in-hand. Go after your goals, but be smart about it. Also, as I said above, metal inspired me to play guitar, which I have been involved in for 20 years now. Whatever proficiency I had obtained is a source of great pride for me, and is something I carry with me personally and professionally.

12) Do you ever feel a conflict between your inner metalhead and your non metal surroundings?
Not at all. I think everyone has a little metal in them.

13) Are your peers and co-workers aware of your metal side? What do they think about it?

They are aware of my love for metal. I certainly don't hide it. I think they find the apparent inconsistency of a metalhead lawyer to be endearingly quirky. In fact, my partner is a metal fan as well (although to a far lesser extent!)

14) Describe your family. What did they think about your metal interests when you were younger? How about now? If you have a family of your own, please describe them and their views on metal and your interest in it.

My family was unbelievably supportive of me during my formative metal years. My parents never made any comments about my t-shirts, jackets, etc. and even bought me gear when they saw stuff they thought I would like. Also, I was doubly fortunate because I have an older brother (12 years older), who went above and beyond the call of duty to take me to concerts when I was too young to drive, despite the fact that he could not care less about metal or music in general.

Now, I am married and my wife, who is a saint, also completely supports my musical tastes, even though she makes no qualms about disliking the music. She understands my love and passion for the music, and dutifully listens to me whenever I spout off about it.

(If you or someone you know would like to be profiled for 'Everybody's Metal!" please send an e-mail to alex@alexskolnick.com, with 'Everybody's Metal' in the subject. Part I is a few posts below)

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

The Beatles


I was just asked to contribute some thoughts for an English music magazine's upcoming Beatles special issue in September. Here they are:

The Beatles are the most influential music group of all time and anyone who denies that is simply clueless. In addition to pop and rock, the Beatles have made a mark on nearly every conceivable genre of music, from jazz ("Michelle"), classical ("Eleanor Rigby"), to genres that were yet to come, such as heavy metal ("Helter Skelter") and world music ("Within You Without You"). They were the first rock band to have lyrics as poetic as the top folk artists and the first to have melodies that measured up to the great standards and showtunes. Their music is essential studying for any songwriter and is a lesson not only in coming up with great songs, but creating the right arrangements and parts for them. The Beatles were not virtuoso musicians, but that didn't matter. They had personality and creativity and did more with their limited abilities than a thousand virtuosos .

Here Comes The Sun" was the first song I ever sang along with as a child. Although Kiss was the band that got me to start playing guitar, The Beatles were the only other band I'd listen to. I outgrew Kiss for a while, but I never outgrew the Beatles. The first song I ever learned to play and sing was "Act Naturally" and the first guitar riff I ever figured out was "Day Tripper," both by The Beatles.

They are the only band I can think of that has never sounded dated. As I got into metal, my Beatles appreciation never wavered. I found out that a lot of my icons (Ozzy and Kiss for instance), had also been Beatles fans. Whenever the Beatles come on the radio or my iPod, I'm always in the mood to listen. Like millions of others worldwide, I cannot imagine life or music without the Beatles.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Blackie Lawless- the sequel


When I wrote the last post, I had no idea that over the course of the next couple days, I'd be in close proximity of Blackie Lawless. I also had no idea that my friend is his guitar tech, that WASP was on the bill for the next two shows, or that I'd end up on a three hour ferry ride with the whole band. Maybe it's time to start checking our itinerary.

We arrived in Kilefords, Sweden for the Rock Weekend Festival. After a quick workout and shower, I headed to the catering area, where I loaded up on Swedish salmon, artichoke soup and a variety of salads. This was such a feast, how come no one else is out here? I went to the table area, and it was empty except for Blackie, having lunch with his girlfriend of ten years, who has similar jet black hair. "Oh no." I thought. "I hope he hasn't read my blog." He looked over for a second, realized he didn't know me, and went back to his plate. I felt like I could have come up and say hello, but decided against it for now. On his way out, he recognized Chuck, our singer, who had just walked in, and gave him a quick hello and handshake. "At least he talks." I thought.

After lunch, I ran into Blackie's guitar tech Kyle, who is a friend of mind. I told him about this blog post. He laughed and confirmed that Blackie wants the dressing room areas cleared, that he'll throw a fit now and then and wants people kept away from him. "The guy prefers to be alone. It's true." He pointed out "But he's got my back and everyone else's that works for him."

One time, for example, there was a show where the crew wasn't fed. Blackie told the promoter to go to a Burger King right now and coming back with a dozen hamburgers or he wasn't going on. Kyle has worked for Blackie for five years and describes him as a "good boss."

Claudia, one of several young women in charge of coordination at the Norway Rock Festival the next day, told me that she was specifically instructed not to address Blackie directly. All correspondence and questions for him had to be done through someone else. I should point out that the rest of WASP went out of their way to say hello. Doug Blair, the guitarist, is my new buddy. We're already e-mailing each other.

I have to admit, when I saw WASP live, it was captivating. Blackie had a sense of dynamics and clarity that a lot musicians don't have, including some who play much more 'serious' and 'respectable ' music. This was especially true in the slower quieter moments of the show. Blackie believed every note he sang and played and it was coming from a real place. Doug and the rest of the band are great players and singers and the songs are extremely catchy.

On the other hand, I'm still not crazy about the music. I admit playing the role of 'snooty rock critic,' here and I respect that there are others who seem to feel differently. I've just never been a fan of that style of vocals. I like an occasional scream in my music, but don't like it when the song is sung in a scream, especially a high pitched one. WASP, Quiet Riot and a lot of lesser known LA metal bands had that sound and as a result, was never a fan of those bands.

I appreciate those on this blog who have defended W.A.S.P's music and tried to enlighten me too it. At one time, if you tried to tell me that KISS wasn't the greatest band on the planet, I would have ripped your face off. I have more appreciation after seeing the live show, but don't expect my jazz arrangement of a WASP song anytime soon.

Last night I spent three hours on a ferry with WASP. From about 12:30am to 3:30am, we all sat in a crowded lounge area, WASP at one set of tables Testament at another. Some of their band and crew would come over and hang with us, or we'd go over there and say hi, but usually Blackie never even looked around to see who was walking up. Finally I said to Kyle, "Can I say hello to him?

"Sure" he said." He introduced me. We walked over to his chair a few feet away. "Blackie, this is Alex Skolnick" he aid.

"How ya doing?'" Blackie said directly. I felt like we were interrupting him but didn't care. I asked how his show went. "Alright" he said. He asked how ours went.
It was a quick, curt and abrupt. No smile. Not overly friendly but not unpleasant either.

Here's my final assessment: just because someone is closed off and requires being closed off in order to function as an artist, doesn't mean he's a bad guy. Just not someone I and others I know would like to spend a lot of time with. We have some real characters in our world of hard rock/heavy metal. Part of what we do is add color to our fans lives. Some of us have higher needs in order to achieve that and that's ok or not, depending on your individual perspective and experience with that person.

I mentioned in my comment that I am fascinated by Blackie. I don't think I'm jealous of him as one person mentioned. I have no desire to be an aging LA Glam Metal singer. I'm quite happy in my role of someone who plays metal and jazz guitar, travels and writes. But sure, I admire that someone named Steven Duren was able to create this wild on-stage persona of Blackie Lawless.

The last band on the bill, Manowar, took half the dressing room area for themselves, forbid anyone from speaking to them and tried to limit the volume level on all the other bands so they could be louder. Suddenly, Blackie Lawless seems like a pussycat. That's another story...

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Blackie Lawless



A few years ago, we played a European festival with the band WASP. The leather clad lead singer, Blackie Lawless, who is six foot something and wears platform shoes, came into the back area stonefaced, shades on and nose in the air. Somehow, he managed to enter with the presence of John Wayne in a Western film, barging into a saloon, guns blazing. At the same time he was, cold, distant and aloof. It was as if he was all that mattered and the rest of us didn't exist.

Blackie is an LA glam rocker who used to get mentioned alongside other icons such as Nikki Sixx of Motley Crue. He was a descendant of shock rocker, Alice Cooper, pre- Marilyn Manson. But somehow WASP's music hasn't had the popularity or staying power of those other artists. Maybe that's because, to be quite honest, it wasn't very good. The songwriting was ok, for the genre and time period, but the musicianship was pretty bad.



But from his backstage demeanor that day, you'd think he was rock star royalty along the lines of Steven Tyler of Aerosmith and Roger Daltrey of The Who. I've since met both Steven and Roger, who were nice and outgoing. I couldn't imagine them acting that way if they tried.

Everyone in my band was a little bit bummed out by him and talked about what a'dick' Blackie was. Normally I'd feel compelled to I give someone the benefit of the doubt and defend them on the grounds of being "misunderstood" or some other bullshit (it's the Libra in me I guess, try to get along with everyone). But in this case I agreed, Blackie's attitude was indefensible.

Nonetheless, I kind of had to hand it to him. He emitted a hell of an aura. It was enough for me to admit holding a secret admiration: not for his behavior, but for him having the balls to pull it off.

" I hear what your saying, and agree with you" I told the guys in my band. "But you know what? That guy believes, therefore he is." There was awkward silence. "Don't you see?" I continued. "He believes in his greatness, we sense it, even if we don't agree. And I guarantee you his audience will buy into it." More silence.

" Look" I pleaded. "Don't let it bum you out. We don't have to like him. We don't have to like his music. I sure don't. And, my god, we should never act like that backstage! But look at his level of confidence! We can learn from that and apply it to our onstage presence."

It was like Vince Vaughn giving a pep talk to his down and out gym employees in the movie "Dodgeball." Others were nodding their heads in agreement. It had been years since we'd played together and we were sounding ok, but something was missing. And seeing him up close exuding extreme confidence, however pretentious and misguided, was helpful (thanks Blackie).

Another Blackie story was told to me by an attractive woman in her forties who once had an encounter with him. It was the mid-80's at the height of WASP's popularity. She had just said goodbye to some friends at the infamous Rainbow Bar And Grill in Hollywood. As she stepped onto Sunset Boulevard to catch a cab, Blackie pulled up in a brand new black Corvette. "Get in" he said, like Sean James Bond pulling up in an Aston Martin.

I ask her what happened next. Her face is glowing like a neon sign in Hollywood.

" I got in!" she says giggling,

"And...?" I ask.

"It was the most wonderful night of my life" she says.

"Sounds like he 'got in' too." I reply .

We both laugh. Just then, her husband approaches. "Please don't tell him, he'll have a fit!"

All this leads me to believe that there needs to be a psychological study on Blackie. Where does one find the audacity to pull off this type of behavior?

The most recent thing I heard about him was from another band that just played a festival with WASP. Supposedly everybody had to clear the area once WASP was brought to their dressing room and no one was even allowed to approach them.

That's really lame Blackie. Sorry. I can understand creating hype and rock star aura, especially if your from the era of LA rock in the 80's. I can get with the Sunset Strip story and you pulling up in a Corvette. Cool, I get it.

But hey, it's 2009 now. What are you doing? Come back down to Earth, Blackie, just a little bit. It's not so bad down here.

Friday, July 3, 2009

"Everybody's Metal!"



This post marks the beginning of a new series on this blog, one that will be recurring. 'Everybody's Metal!' will soon have its own home on a separate blog.

Metal has come a long way and so have its fans. At one time, in schools, malls and bars across the US, you'd have no trouble spotting the metalheads with their ripped jeans, faded sneakers and black t-shirts proudly proclaiming the logos of Slayer, Megadeth, Pantera and others like a medal (metal) of honor. Metal music represented displaced, frustrated and, some would say, misguided youth. It was a rallying cry against authority.

Fast forward to today: many metal fans have grown into the very figures that were once prime targets of their wrath. There are responsible parents, teachers and even police officers who are metal and proud. A modern metalhead can be found behind a desk in a real estate brokerage or law firm, in an orchestra pit (as oppose to a mosh pit) and many previously unlikely places.

The guys in the photo are a perfect example. Proud members of the United States Air Force, in front of the red, white and blue of the US flag and supersonic jet plane, a scene that could be right out of the 1984 Tom Cruise movie "Top Gun."

So what the hell am I doing there? It turns out these guys like metal. More than like it, they live it. When Testament played in Las Vegas last Summer, they graciously invited us to come down to their base, give us a tour, and let us look at the mighty flying machines which they are responsible for. That night, they came to our show and knew all the songs.

This helped inspire the idea "Everybody's Metal!" Profiles of non-typical metalheads. Anytime I find someone that fits, I send them questions or interview them in person. There are more than a dozen so far and more on the way.

My manager and partner in this project, Eric Hoppe, writes: "It seems many of our transgressive social villains from our past have become the normal people of today. Metal's transcendental nature is still in evolution and is as powerful as ever: Multi-generations of families play Metal tunes (as a band!) at home thanks to video game technology, reality shows feature Metal music superstars at home being "boring" parents, and the thriving commerciality of the music has never waned from its original emergence."

If you or someone you know would like to be profiled for 'Everybody's Metal!" please send an e-mail to alex@alexskolnick.com, with 'Everybody's Metal' in the subject. Please understand that we have to be selective with our choices.

Here then, is the very first "Everybody's Metal!" interview. More will be showing up from time to time. Brad is the guy on the left in the photo:


1. Name, age, location.

Bradley M. Pokora, 31, Las Vegas, NV

2. Describe yourself. What do you do?

A: I am an Airlift Coordinator for the United States Air Force Air Demonstration Squadron—“The Thunderbirds.” Basically, I request the use of aircraft that we need to get all of our equipment and support personnel to an air show locatio; as well as doing the actual loading and transporting of equipment. Along with that, I certify all of the cargo's air worthiness, as well as provide border clearance credentials when we travel outside of the U.S.

3. Any previous occupations, education etc...

A: Before I joined the military, I had my fair share of retail and fast-food jobs; so, not really.

4. What first got you into metal?

A: I remember when metal first grabbed a hold of me. When I was probably nine years old, I'm sure I listened to whatever was on the radio; more than likely along the lines of Huey Lewis, etc. However, one night, my brother Ken picked me up from a friend's house and decided to take the long way home to play me a new Maiden tune. That tune was "Alexander the Great," and it totally blew me away. I had never heard such power come out of music before. After that, I was hooked.

5. What is it about metal that is attractive to you?

A: I think metal is great because, you don't have to apologize for it. It is what it is. You don't have to be ashamed to be proficient in your instrument(s) as some other genres of music. It seems that everyone who likes metal has a close bond with one another. Overall, it gives you a great feeling to listen to it, plus a great vibe being around the whole scene in general.

6) Who are some of your favorite metal bands? Favorite albums? Or favorite song and why? Favorite concerts?

A: My top 5 (in no particular order):

Iron Maiden; Album: Somewhere in Time

Testament; Album: A tie between Practice What You Preach, and Low.

Machine Head; Album: The Blackening. They, by far, are my favorite band to go see live. The last time I got to see them was at this little place in Sauget, IL right outside St. Louis on their Through the Ashes of Empires tour. Hardly anybody was there, but they absolutely tore it up as if they were playing the biggest venue of their career. Every time I see them, it's absolutely amazing!

ANYTHING WITH VINNIE PAUL AND/OR DIMEBAG DARRELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bullet for my Valentine; Album: I am really digging Scream, Aim, Fire. To me, its a hybrid of TestAmenT and Maiden. Awesome!

7. How do you feel being into metal affects you as a person? Does it give you a different outlook and perspective? How?

A: I believe being into metal has helped me have a better persective on life in general. When I was in High School, it was not cool to like metal at all, but I did; and was never apologetic about it. It was that kind of thinking that helped me realize that I could be friends, or co-workers with people who didn't "get" what I was into, but it doesn't matter. We all have something we're into, and whatever that is, makes us who we are.

8. Did you ever look like a typical metal fan? If so, how old were you and what made you change? If not, did you ever consider it and what changed your mind?

A: I never really looked "Metal". I had long hair, but that was it. The other parts of the look, I just don’t think I could pull off. I had a band, but never thought that I should look like something. I didn’t want anything I did to make metal look cheesy. That's what I used to admire about bands like old Metallica, Megadeth, and Testament. Getting out there and jamming to jam.

9. Does being into metal affect your career in any way? In other words, do you bring a metal quality to your work?

A: I don’t think metal affects my career in any way. If I do bring a metal quality to my work, them I’m totally oblivious to it. But, since I travel so much in my current job; it is nice to listen to metal while on the road. I believe it keeps me centered.

10. Do you ever feel a conflict between your inner metalhead and your non metal surroundings?

A: Maybe when I was younger. I used to think I would have to justify metal, and everybody else should like it, too. Not anymore; I love metal, and if someone else wants to give me a hard time about it, then that’s their problem.

11. Are your peers and co-workers aware of your metal side? What do they think about it?

A: My peers/co-workers are definitely aware of my metal side. Some of them think I’m absolutely crazy; while others are into metal as well, so we talk for a long time about it.

12. When you were growing up, what did your family think of your metal interests? How about now? If you have a family of your own, please describe them and their thoughts on your metal side.

A: I come from a very religious family, and my parents thought all metal was about devil worship and killing. I did my best to tell them that that’s just a portion of the genre and I don’t sign off on that aspect. A couple of my brothers are into metal as well, so that was cool. Now my family understands that I’m a metal guy and it wasn’t a rebelious stage I was going through or anything like that.

My wife is not a metal person at all; but she knows I am, and doesn’t mind at all. I have three small children, and they seem to love it! They get to act crazy when it is playing. I think its great, I hope they’re involved in music in some form when they get older.


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Thanks for letting be a part of this!! Keep spreading the word about metal, and help break down the stereotypes about metal fans.