Heavy Metal Music
In the early 1960's some guy, who'd forgotten to cut his hair for the past 20 years, decided to bang a couple of corroded saucepans together, at the same time recording the screams of a drowning cat, thus resulting in present day heavy metal.
The funny thing is that the obvious answer to the question, "Hey what kinda music you like man?" in India presently is "Oh yeah! heavy metal! lets raaaack!" and stuff. An extension of the Indian "join the bandwagon" syndrome. The guy who said that might be hiding Justin Bieber CD's under his coat. Now thats a drowning baby cat, that one.
There's something similar about these metal guys and our Hindu sages. Both of these categories have not understood the concept of a 'bath' for one thing.
Here are some extremely enlightening lyrics from Black Sabbath:-
"AHHHHHHH, we're disturbing the priest, won't you please come to our feast?
AAHHHHHH, Do we mind disturbing the priest, not at all, not in the least
Disturbing the priest.
Yeah, yeah, Disturbing the Priest.
AHHHHHHHHH."
Amazing. Shakespearian indeed.
And have you seen these guys, with tattoos and earrings, with cigars dangling from their mouths? Members of the American Mafia? Drug addicts? Cold blooded killers? Nope, most probably the lead guitarists of some metal band.
Somewhere, in the 1980's, "Hard Stuff" played their first live concert. This caused the Berlin Wall to creak and finally break.
In India, the founder of Metal music was believed to have been Bal Thackerey. Until it was found that those shades of his were actually for some other purpose. (Karunanidhi was once bass drummer for "Guns and Roses")
Metal Music is famous in Denmark. Who cares.
In the early 1960's some guy, who'd forgotten to cut his hair for the past 20 years, decided to bang a couple of corroded saucepans together, at the same time recording the screams of a drowning cat, thus resulting in present day heavy metal.
The funny thing is that the obvious answer to the question, "Hey what kinda music you like man?" in India presently is "Oh yeah! heavy metal! lets raaaack!" and stuff. An extension of the Indian "join the bandwagon" syndrome. The guy who said that might be hiding Justin Bieber CD's under his coat. Now thats a drowning baby cat, that one.
There's something similar about these metal guys and our Hindu sages. Both of these categories have not understood the concept of a 'bath' for one thing.
Here are some extremely enlightening lyrics from Black Sabbath:-
"AHHHHHHH, we're disturbing the priest, won't you please come to our feast?
AAHHHHHH, Do we mind disturbing the priest, not at all, not in the least
Disturbing the priest.
Yeah, yeah, Disturbing the Priest.
AHHHHHHHHH."
Amazing. Shakespearian indeed.
And have you seen these guys, with tattoos and earrings, with cigars dangling from their mouths? Members of the American Mafia? Drug addicts? Cold blooded killers? Nope, most probably the lead guitarists of some metal band.
Somewhere, in the 1980's, "Hard Stuff" played their first live concert. This caused the Berlin Wall to creak and finally break.
In India, the founder of Metal music was believed to have been Bal Thackerey. Until it was found that those shades of his were actually for some other purpose. (Karunanidhi was once bass drummer for "Guns and Roses")
Metal Music is famous in Denmark. Who cares.
Don't categorize with just one song
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FEAR OF THE DARK
I am the man who walks alone
And when I'm walking a dark road
At night or strolling through the park
When the light begins to change
I sometimes feel a little strange
A little anxious when it's dark
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have constant fear that something's
always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's
always there
Have you run your fingers down
the wall
And have you felt your neck skin crawl
When you're searching for the light?
Sometimes when you're scared
to take a look
At the corner of the room
You've sensed that something's
watching you
Have you ever been alone at night
Thought you heard footsteps behind
And turned around and no one's there?
And as you quicken up your pace
You find it hard to look again
Because you're sure there's
someone there
Watching horror films the night before
Debating witches and folklore
The unknown troubles on your mind
Maybe your mind is playing tricks
You sense, and suddenly eyes fix
On dancing shadows from behind
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have constant fear that something's
always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's
always there
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have constant fear that something's
always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's
always there
When I'm walking a dark road
I am the man who walks alone
This is a completely humorous da. Im a fan of fear of the dark too. :)
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