So, it's Christmas and the conversation is dwindling and I mention a video clip that I've been trying to get my two year old daughter to watch, Will Hunt playing the drums like a beast.  My mother, being the antagonist that she is, started in on me, "What is this Heavy Metal thing you're getting into now.  Is that something that Meagan's into?"  I'm almost thirty and Meagan is my twenty year old friend who wears tights, Uggs, and listens to Taylor Swift.  She hates my taste in music almost as much as my mother.
"No mom.  Are we going to start this again?"
She dropped it thank God.  Spirit of the season I guess.  Anyway!  We're getting off point here and that is the fact that it's taken me almost thirty years to get to the point where I'm listening to heavier (scarier?) music and getting shit from the people around me.
In my defense to all you metal heads out there.  I've been a long time Metallica fan, since I was a small child actually (thanks to my older brother) and have always been open minded about the music I listen to.  Aside from Lamb of God because frankly, Randy Blythe scares the shit out of me.  I had a friend so many years ago that gave me my first Rancid CD (...And Out Come the Wolves) and I spent a lot of high school listening to punk. 
When I met my husband he slowly introduced me to the part of his life that included his history in his own local band, In Another Life.  He played drums for them and occasionally still plays the instrument for me which almost ten years later, still melts my heart.
Thanks to him I shifted some of my attention from the Texas Country music scene (don't judge) to some metal, mainly alternative.  I think he was trying to keep from scaring me away.  Breaking Benjamin, Sick Puppies, that kind of stuff.  Sometimes he'd mix in some Kittie for good measure.  
A while ago I got stuck listening to From Can to Can't.  It was one of those moments when the music soaked in, changing my perspective of everything around me.  I watched the video which was a mistake!  The way Corey Taylor pours himself into that song.... Holy Shit.  Anyway.  I scoured YouTube for about two days for any and everything Corey Taylor.  

I wouldn't mind sticking my finger in Corey's brain though and seeing if some of it would soak in by osmosis.  
Look!  This isn't about my infatuation with Corey Taylor!  Stop distracting me.  This is about the evolution of my metalness.  Corey is just where it started, really.  Naturally, the next step was loving Slipknot.  Before I Forget?  Amazing.  Joey Jordison playing People=Shit?  Perfection.  Absolute perfection (Yes I know he's no longer with Slipknot and I'm willing to look around that.)  So since this epiphany that I'm falling in love with heavy metal I've been scouring the darkest corners to explore this new found obsession.  I'm a little late in the game but I plan on making up for it in sheer passion.
So!  This is the beginning of my written journey through the fury and craziness that is Metal music.  Next topic will be over Avenged Sevenfold's fan fiction because I stumbled upon this particular story through my Pinterest page and it was.... intense.  Like, creepy, sick, twisted, intense and I feel like you people should be privy to that shit.  Anyhow!  I'm looking for feedback, education, support, anything really!  I've found that the metal community is so f*ing amazing.  So, no judgment!  There's enough of that shit out there and if you're into power metal or viking metal... I salute you :).