My Journey Into Metal by

The night is wild with the energy of a hundred beating hearts, headbanging to the rhythm of the drummer going crazy. The vocalist growls and the audience growls back. People are moshing and mostly just losing themselves to the music, and I stand there thinking, "This is it. This is where I belong." You haven't experienced euphoria if you haven't been to a metal gig. I can say that without any doubt. My journey to becoming a metalhead has been a strange one. I was anti-metal for the longest time. I believed the music was violent, satanic and well all the stereotypes that follow the genre. I remember saying things like, "I like all types of music except screaming stuff." Ha, little did I know. A good friend of mine and a long time supporter of the scene sent me a few songs. A live set by animals as leaders and ghost of perdition by Opeth,...