Showing posts with label Metal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Metal. Show all posts
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Proceeds the Weedian To Nazareth
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Mixtapes for Mason- Satan- 80s Metal!
The second 'side' of the mixtape series. This one's 80s metal oriented. The metal I grew up on. None of this silly 'growl vs. screech' stuff with the quadruple kick drum. We're talking dudes with bleached moussed bouffant hair and a bondage-dude's leather vest with studs, ripped jeans with a codpiece and knee-high high-heel boots. We're talking dueling FLYING V GUITAR SOLOS in which the two guitarists stand back to back and lean their sweaty shoulders against each other as they shred, two-hand-tapping toward the sky.As I put this together I realized just how awesome these bands actually were.
I'd intended a mix that was a little silly, but most of these songs kick total ass regardless of context or irony or the hypothetical and probably mythical greater sophistication of today's music listeners. Fuck the haters. This music was powerful and fun enough to have earned its own self-aggrandizement. After all, it is indeed a long way to the top if you wanna rock and roll. (and how did I make this mix without AC-DC? What was I thinking?)
That doesn't mean I can ever entirely forgive & forget. There was a time when the obligatory guitar solo ruled rock. And rock suffered as a result, in ways that are easy to forget nowadays, when rock's biggest threat is total airwave irrelevance... and the previous Worst Thing was fake-sensitive manly men with bad goatees and tanning salon tans, making gruff moany sounds on shitty power ballads.
Wait a minute, you're telling me the Post-Grunge Fake-Sincerity Die-Off of the 90s was directly descended from the worst elements of hair metal?
That, in fact, wimpy fakeness is the same in all genres?
My head just imploded. Better make the devil-horn gesture and go back to headbanging.
OK, that's better.
Obligatory Note (in case you can't be bothered to read the previous post):
These mixes were originally put together for a teenager, so the content is designed to do a little educatin' and a little mind-blowin'.
They were formatted to fit on cassette, so each 'side' will be around 42 minutes.
Most of them are genre-specific, and sort of strike a balance between trying to cover the bases in that genre (i.e. reflecting the 'great artists' in the canon), and reflecting my taste (which is erratic, mystically-oriented, and limited by ignorance), and fitting well together. Occasionally this leads to odd results. But I think they're good listening.
Up next: blues.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
