Monday, March 11, 2013

"Music can noble hints impart, Engender fury, kindle love, With unsuspected eloquence can move, And manage all the man with secret art." Or, Even a Metal Show is Romantic with the Right Person.

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On Saturday night, I found myself completely out of my element: I went to a metal show with Keith. You're probably thinking Jen? Jen the librarian who loves nothing more than sipping wine while watching Downton Abbey and ogling paint chips went to a metal show?!?! And you'd be absolutely right. But guess what? I loved it, because it was so much fun to see a side of Keith I'd never seen before. I watched in fascination as he sang every single word to songs I've never heard. His happiness was infectious; I couldn't stop grinning.

The testosterone-heavy atmosphere turned him into a bit of a caveman, all Rawr! I'm here with mah woman! The crowd was a little crazy, so he was very protective. He kept his arms wrapped around me all night. Does he act like that at an indie show? Um, NO. This music brought out a completely different side of Keith, and it made him surprisingly sweet. It got me thinking about other couples I've known, and how similarly unromantic dates predicted the course of their relationships:

Exhibit A: When Drew and Shelley were married a few years ago, their best man's toast included a hilarious story about watching them dance together at an awful redneck karaoke bar. And we're not talking cheesy ballads, ohno. Their best man said, "I knew it was meant to be when I caught them slow dancing to a pig farmer singing Welcome to the Jungle." Awwww? Yeah. Awwwww!

Exhibit B: Randy and Andrea went to Bonnaroo together. When the Tool show began, he ran into the mosh pit with a bunch of his friends and left her alone. In the middle of a crowd that would've made a pack of rabid dogs look look like a My Little Pony tea party. On her birthday. I tried to cheer her up, but she was inconsolable. Are Randy and Andrea still together? Um, NO.

A metal show is like the litmus test of love.

Hey, now I'm going to show you something unbelievable. A long, long time ago, like in a previous life, Keith was in a metal band called Destroy Destroy Destroy. Let's play Find the Keith! Hint: HE'S THE ONE WITH THE LONG HAIR. I'm putting this behind a cut, cuz it's not pretty. It's TOTALLY BADASS, sure. But not pretty.

What are they looking into?!?!?!?!

What did you do over the weekend?


  1. HA! That's amazing. I remember Destroy Destroy Destroy from living in the boro...and actually my boyfriend, who was in a boro band at that time, was talking about them the other day. SMALL WORLD. [Tangent: He has been in a industrial metally group a while back and even the thought of it makes me giggle.) And I can also attest that a hardcore show can be the make it or break it moment in a relationship. Metal has never been my thing, but my fella listens to basically everything. Like he loves old school country to crazy emo music to synths to screamy stuff. We went to see the band that he followed basically around the country in the early 2000s last year (it is basically more intense than what I am used to), I got sick from some medication and he left early with me before the onstage pyrotechnics. That's one of the "he's a keeper" moments we had.

    1. Haha, yeah... When I first met Lladybird Lauren, she was all "OMG, your boyfriend was in Destroy?!?!" Apparently they were a thing? I was in LA at the time, so I completely missed it. :)

      OK, you two leaving the show early is EXACTLY what I mean! That's a definite test of love. He sounds like a great guy!

  2. Destroy Destroy Destroy? Quite the name for a band.


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