“Believe it or not, the metal community is very much against drug use. There are obviously outliers, but in general, the idea of metal is that it gets you moving and is a replacement for drugs.”
This metalhead agrees! (Yes, I listen to heavy metal while I clean the house. Nothing gets me moving better. It also helps me overcome the fear when I have to tackle the kids’ bathroom.)
The druggies seem to listen to some weird, mellow crap.
Kids today aren’t drinking and smoking dope anymore. They’re eating Xanax and Hydrocodone and zoning out to crap like Dashboard Confessional or Coheed and Cambria.
Give me Killswitch Engage, Godsmack, KoRn, Nonpoint, Sevendust, or Powerman 5000 ANY DAY, ANY WAY. I’d rather thrash around a mosh pit and get a little bruised and beaten than pop and pill and become a pile of mush.
Despite having my nose broken on more than one occasion in a mosh pit, I’ve found that there’s an unspoken camaraderie in the pit. Someone falls, you pick them up. Someone gets hurt, you let them out of the pit. You go to some of these new age rock or punk concerts, and you’ve got assholes with nails in their boots and full on brawls in the middle of the crowds.
Metal is organized chaos.