If you haven’t already, I urge you to read Matthew Henriques’ Open Letter to the NHL before reading this article. If you have, I urge you to read it again.
For over half of my life, I have been a metalhead. It all started for me around the age of twelve when I was gifted a copy of Black Sabbath’s Master of Reality. I was already listening to harder rock (primarily AC/DC and Led Zeppelin) but this was different. This triggered something in me. I needed more. Two years later, on a whim, I picked up a copy of Megadeth’s Peace Sells…but Who’s Buying? on a two for $25 special at a record store in Vancouver and had my mind blown all over again. This was exactly what I had been looking for, and it was just the beginning. Megadeth opened me up to other American thrash acts such as Metallica, Exodus, and eventually Slayer. From Slayer, I was able to more easily expand my tastes to heavier, more sinister German bands like Kreator and Destruction. And know, here I am, a 29-year-old who listens to …
Author: briancrd / The Leafs Nation