Warning here, folks. This is a ranty-rage post. If you dislike vulgar language and accurate descriptions of high school students then I suggest that you avert your eyes before I offend you.
I'm going to go out on a limb here and assume that most of you guys have never been to a metal/hardcore show. If you're a fan of the genre of music and you haven't been to one, go! If you have been to one... then I shouldn't have to do any convincing to send you back!
Now if you know me, you know I love my live music. Metal and Hardcore especially. But there is nothing, and I mean abso-fucking-lutely-nothing that I hate more than *ahem*... "hardcore" dancers. What makes an effeminate ninety pound high school student with painted nails and a girl's haircut hardcore? Hell if I know. But that's what they call 'em.
Assuming that you aren't familiar with what a "hardcore dancer" is, I'll break it down for you.
Meet Timmy, the sixteen year old shitstain that is going to single-handedly ruin your concert. He's going to run out into the middle of the crowd, put on his rage face, and swing his arms around and attempt to beat the living shit out of... the air. Not his buddy. Not the other like minded (or is that absent minded?) hardcore kids. Just.. the bloody... AIR. Unless someone is unfortunate enough to get in the way of Timmy while he's doing ZE WINDMILL.
If HE'S lucky, he won't hit anybody with enough guts to put him on his ass. If I'M lucky, he'll slip and break his legs.
But Fight! Hardcore dancing is a part of their "scene"!
Yeah. And it needs to STAY THERE.
Nowadays, hardcore bands cater to these irritating little scenester bastards, and the scene has changed greatly from back in the ol' glory days when mosh pits involved, you know.. *Gasp!* moshing and god forbid... a little physical contact! But if they want to hardcore dance at shows that cater to them... then I have no place to tell them how to enjoy themselves.
What does bother me if when I go to see The Casualties and I see these kids flailing their arms around, inches from my face. Allow me to make something abundantly clear. If I get kicked in the jaw by a "hardcore" kid while I'm at a punk show I will break them. I'm talking about SCORCHED EARTH, mother fucker! Their mother will cut off their allowance, their scenester girlfriend will stop wearing her customary six pounds of make up, and the singer of their favorite band will be replaced by Craig Mabitt.
It'll happen. Don't try me.
Song: The Human Abstract is back! AJ, the guitarist from their first album, is back with the band and they dropped their dead weight vocalist. This time around their sound is a bit more generic, but It's a definite improvement from Midheaven *shudder*. They remind me a lot of Between The Buried And Me.
Linking a metal song after complaining about hardcore dancers. Oh, the irony.