Kynisk Sokol
Ancient Mariner
I'd say, yes it is.
Metal music is bad for you just by virtue of being anti-intellectual, monotonous drivel for bored middle-class children and the lower end of the economic spectrum. The ubiquitous repetitive hammering in metal riffs (000000000000), simple harmonic phrases and downright infantile lyrics with no real message other than satisfying pubescent angst with droll horror imagery should be proof enough of that. Add to this headbanging which is brain-damaging just by virtue of the stupidity of the act itself, moshing, and the uneducated body of metal musicians and fans who fail to make any sort of tangible impact anywhere in reality but have a glamorous existence within the artifice of the metal Disneyworld.
Let's not forget rampant drug use and drunkedness, the transient mass of Myspace weekend metalheads or the handful of internet nerds that try to elevate the jam sessions a bunch of kids recorded while skipping school to High Nihilistic Art (TM); that is, if they're not waging war on the Internet Battleground over who likes which bands and who is smarter at metal. The latter group is possibly the most asinine since they're completely detached from reality and the majority of actual metal fans who sometimes enjoy metal outside of the glow of a computer monitor and made this music what it is in the first place, which is basically tunes for Joe Nobody to bang his drunken head to after his shift at the construction yard.
Metal music is bad for you just by virtue of being anti-intellectual, monotonous drivel for bored middle-class children and the lower end of the economic spectrum. The ubiquitous repetitive hammering in metal riffs (000000000000), simple harmonic phrases and downright infantile lyrics with no real message other than satisfying pubescent angst with droll horror imagery should be proof enough of that. Add to this headbanging which is brain-damaging just by virtue of the stupidity of the act itself, moshing, and the uneducated body of metal musicians and fans who fail to make any sort of tangible impact anywhere in reality but have a glamorous existence within the artifice of the metal Disneyworld.
Let's not forget rampant drug use and drunkedness, the transient mass of Myspace weekend metalheads or the handful of internet nerds that try to elevate the jam sessions a bunch of kids recorded while skipping school to High Nihilistic Art (TM); that is, if they're not waging war on the Internet Battleground over who likes which bands and who is smarter at metal. The latter group is possibly the most asinine since they're completely detached from reality and the majority of actual metal fans who sometimes enjoy metal outside of the glow of a computer monitor and made this music what it is in the first place, which is basically tunes for Joe Nobody to bang his drunken head to after his shift at the construction yard.