Another sign that I'm a product of my time: thrash metal.
Seriously. How can anyone take the phrase "heavy metal" seriously anymore? Grunge killed it, and its resurrection by way of metalcore and heavy alternative and nu-metal bands has been slapdash. But I do. And the single word "metal" can provoke me to debate (not that much can't these days).
But here's where metal was undeniably metal. Not the cheesy Halford-worship or bastardized Kornesque crap--the real thing. San Fransisco Bay Area thrash, unadulterated by popular acclaim.
and they're good live, too:
I could go on for hours about music, but I shouldn't. Not right now. I have too much nothing in my head.