The New, Nu Metal

There has been a resurgence of sorts in what is labeled as metal in recent years. There are about as many names and styles as there are skinny little punks with pretty little hair cuts growling into microphones. The so-called scene consist of a few camps; the Suburban kids who dress like day glow versions of Richard Simmons they usually prefer the Christian themed bands like Sleeping Giants and Underoath, The pseudo-skin-heads into more aggressive shit like Hatebreed and Acadia Strain, Migrants who came wandering over from punk rock when it became ruined by Green Day and their mall punk ilk, then their are the Mexican Metal heads, Death Metal kids, and hipster posers who couldn’t tell grindcore from sludge. In some aspects this new scene is good, its an alternative to what’s offered in mainstream culture. Yet in other ways its just another way to get money of dumb kids from the burbs. Having worked in music venues members of the staff here at GF can attest that the first thing most of these bands load in is their merch. And the more popular the screamo the more brightly colored day-glo shirts they haul in to hawk to the kiddies. Still every now and then a few gems arise in the glut of growlers and howlers. Occasionally the heavy, heavy is broken and we are blessed with some pretty awesome music. Recently we’ve been blasting IWrestledABearOnce, Baroness, Maylene and the Sons of the Disaster, and Zombifying Venom around the office.

The future is Nintendo-core, so kids throw away your Ritalin and drink deep from the creame of the metal crop.