Here at Stay Heavy, I’m not just about listening to metal and thinking about baseball; I also read a lot (often about metal and/or baseball). I’m currently re-reading Choosing Death: The Improbable History of Death Metal and Grindcore by Albert Mudrian (Editor-in-Chief of Decibel magazine). I read it like 2-3 years ago, and I have about 50 pages left on this go ’round, so I don’t want to really delve into it just yet, but I did just read something that resonated with me, and which I’d like to share.
Morbid Angel bassist/vocalist David Vincent, in discussing why he left the band in 1996, said “What I just realized was that everybody was doing this now. We’d go out on tour, and there would be four bands, all of them being death metal bands, all of them having blast beats and double bass and raging vocals, and people were numb. After four hours of listening to this stuff, you can only take so much. There’s nowhere else you can go from here.” Mudrian then adds, “That notion is central to the genre’s demise. When bands like Napalm Death started playing as fast and heavy as possible, it was seriously intended to be the end of the line in terms of extremity. Realistically, you can’t progress and expand on something that was meant to be a conclusion.”
(I’d like to interject here and say that David Vincent is not a person whose opinions should be trusted blindly. For proof of this, see Morbid Angel’s most recent offering, 2011’s Ilud Divinum Insanus, which also serves as a possible exception that proves Vincent’s own rule – there is somewhere you can go from “there”, and that somewhere is not necessarily such a good place.)
Anyhoo, I intend to expound on these thoughts here soon, but unfortunately, I do not have time at the moment. I do, however, have a new computer, so I can keep this blog updated with much less likelihood of my brain exploding while I wait for YouTube videos to load, only to have them play like a skipping CD, and that is a good, good thing. It’ll hopefully make this whole journey a lot more enjoyable for everyone involved. Until next time, I’ma leave you with a Napalm Death song that I often have stuck in my head. It’s called “Thanks For Nothing”, and it can be found on the band’s ninth studio album, Enemy of the Music Business (2000). It was inspired by some of the events described in Choosing Death, and it fucking rules. Until next time, friends, stay heavy.