Best Heavy Metal Music Videos to Show Your Kids Once the Court Allows You to See Them

Heavy Metal and music videos have a long history of going together. With the attention-grabbing visuals of their album covers and energetic stage performances, it only makes sense to try to bring them out in video form. Let’s push the mullet hair from our eyes and get a better view of the cream of the crop for metal music videos.

10. Anthrax “Madhouse”

From Quiet Riot’s “Metal Health” to Iron Maiden’s “Piece of Mind, “being in a straight jacket is an ’80s metal staple. These rockers are getting locked up for being too wild! Ironically, in 1981 Ronald Reagan repealed major funding for mental institutions. Maybe Ronald Reagan hated the mental institutions because he wanted to free all those Metalheads. Either that or he was a dick, who knows for sure. Anthrax’s “Madhouse” is easily the best when it comes to music videos in the genre.

9.  Rammstein “Sonne”

Rammstein’s videos can be a mix of grotesque, artsy, silly, violent, fetishistic, and unapologetically German. If one image can capture all of that, it would be the band getting spanked by a giant Snow White in the music video for “Sonne.” Why this isn’t playing on all the screens at Disney World I’ll never understand. The music video also warns of the dangers of snorting gold so it can be praised for its anti-drug message.

8. Twisted Sister “We’re Not Gonna Take It”

There are a lot of great genres when it comes to different metal music videos and now it’s time to look at the “Fuck You Dad” genre. The father in the beginning skit of this does such a great job you can see the spit flying from his mouth as he yells each word. The son first attacks him with the power of guitar, once again teaching us that guitars are dangerous weapons capable of robbing banks. The son then transforms into Dee Snider. This either means that the child was Dee Snider in disguise waiting to make his move or that Dee Snider is a creature created when mixing rock music with bad parents. Good art is known to be open to interpretation.

7. Candlemass “Bewitched”

Music videos do not need to be high budget to work. There are plenty of great music videos shot with grainy footage of a band hanging out in a graveyard or forest. No band does a better job with this than the Swedish Doom metal band Candlemass. The long funeral intro does a great job winding up to the singer popping out of the coffin like a Jack-in-the-box. The singer gives it all in his physical performance as he constantly points at the audience. Maybe it’s a Swedish thing, but it’s kinda rude to point at people the way he does. I guess rock stars don’t care whose toes they step on.

6. Korn “Freak On A Leash”

This music video starts off in a well-animated world. What of? Children playing on a creepy night of course because this is a Korn song. Flashes of a hopscotch court keep overlaying the video like it’s the Tree of Life in the intro for Evangelion. Then a cop does the most cop thing he could do and has his gun go off. We then see the bullet travel the world into another Korn poster which is riddled with bullets because apparently, this happens a lot. We then learn that this animated world is taking place in a teenager’s Korn poster where the bullet flies out of. You think Judas Priest was badass for robbing a bank with guitars? Imagine if they robbed a bank with Korn posters because these things are dangerous.

5. High On Fire “Fertile Green”

The visual designs used are fantastic. A man riding a motorcycle is one of the most boring troupes used in metal music videos but this one manages to use it just the right amount. Also, another horny one over here. At least I’d assume so when he walks between the legs of the giant pubic bush of marijuana to meet the many-armed sexy weed creature who blows smoke into his face. I’m actually worried for the guys of High On Fire for combining horny with weed too much. Eventually, you’re going to cross wires and start getting aroused every time you see a joint.

4. Rob Zombie “Dragula”

Before anything else, let’s be clear. If you hear this song at a wrestling match, you know the wrestler about to walk into the ring is a good one. Throwing every cool effect possible, it makes one forget that it’s just Rob Zombie standing still in front of a green screen waving his arms. The collection of stock footage used works surprisingly well with Zombie’s 60’s acid flashback nightmare vibes. Some people might nitpick, “The song is named after Grandpa Munster’s Drag-U-La despite the fact that Mr. Zombie is seen driving something more similar to the family’s Munster Koach car.” Sadly yes, but Robbie Z has yet to respond to any of my complaint letters.

3. Plasmatics “The Damned”

You know you’re in for a treat when the music video has to warn you not to try this at home. The music video has one simple premise. Wendy O. Williams rides on top of a school bus and then drives it into a wall of televisions. Saying it out loud doesn’t even spoil things because it never gets old to watch. Wendy’s vocals are always so screeching and coarse. It’s a shock that her regular voice doesn’t sound like Marge Simpson. She also puts bombs on the bus so it blows up. Not much to say, it’s metal as fuck. It makes you miss the days of CRT Televisions because driving through a wall of flat screens just isn’t as cool to try. Trust me, I know. It’s people like myself who caused this video to have a do not attempt warning.

2. Dio “Holy Diver”

Almost went with Dio’s “Last In Line” because it features Dio using a lightsaber to kill a group of video game-enslaving borg, but this somehow manages to be better. It’s Dio as a sword-wielding barbarian. This music video is the closest anyone has gotten to bringing a metal album cover to life. So many nerdy metalhead teens must’ve imagined themselves in this video with their Renn Faire swords over the last 40 years. I hope the rats in the video knew they were a part of something special.

1. Judas Priest “Breaking The Law”

Judas Priest’s music video for “Breaking The Law” is built on one simple concept. What if your music was so badass that you could rob a bank with it? Cheesy, sure, but there’s nothing wrong with cheese when done right. “Dog Day Afternoon,” “Heat,” “Point Break,” none of those movie bank robberies can hold the gravitas of Rob Halford screaming the lyrics at his hostages. The big reward in the bank’s safe is their own album going gold because music is the real treasure here. This music video might be the reason parents feared that dang guitar music so much. The next time you see someone playing Priest on guitar, watch out where they’re pointing that thing.

Every The Damned Album Ranked

The Damned are sort of like punk rock’s perpetual cautionary tale. The landscape of the modern punk scene likely wouldn’t exist without them, and yet through the band’s constant shooting-themselves-in-the-footery they never quite seemed to get their due. And every time it seems like they are finally able to pull out of the tailspin, Captain Sensible takes his dick out in front of Grandma again and we’re right back where we were before. Here’s our definitive ranking of every Damned album.

Honorable Mention: Darkadelic (2023)

I wanted to wait until after “Darkadelic” came out before writing this review so I could include it in this ranking. But then I listened to it last Friday and I was like… “Whoa.” Bottom line, it’s just too soon to make a definitive placement for it – but go check it out anyways.

Play on repeat: “Beware of the Clown”
Skip it: “Girl I’ll Stop at Nothing”

 

 

 

11. So, Who’s Paranoid? (2008)

Is that a rhetorical question? Because not me. I have seen through the bullshit. If you wanna take this album’s title as a sincere query then I would guess it was whoever produced this bland, monotonous slog, who was likely afraid that any hint of excitement might alert an unseen secret police to their presence. Who was this mystery producer? What was their imagined crime? Suppose we’ll never know, ‘cause there’s no way I’m going to listen to this drag again looking for clues.

Play on repeat: “Perfect Sunday”
Skip it: “Maid For Pleasure”

10. Anything (1986)

The Damned kinda have a habit of reinventing their sound about once every three years. In one way it’s very impressive to have that kind of musical elasticity – in another way, you end up with “Anything” and are forced to listen to low-rent ABBA for forty minutes. I suppose you could make an argument for it if that’s your thing, but if you’re mostly a fan of Triple D era Damned then it’s safe to give this one a miss.

Play on repeat: “In Dulce Decorum”
Skip it: “Alone Again Or”

 

9. Grave Disorder (2001)

Personally, I enjoy this record. It is fun and in a way reminds me of the Groovie Ghoulies if they were Britpop. But held up to a lot of other Damned albums it just can’t hold its own with that style. So, yeah, I’m not sure what that leaves “Grave Disorder” as. “Unfortunately enjoyable,” maybe?

Play on repeat: “Democracy?”
Skip it: “She”

 

 

 

8. Not of This Earth (1995)

I genuinely forgot that this record exists. So I listened to it again before writing this and my consensus is: pretty good. Yeah, dude. A lot of the songs still preserve that original lineup edge (despite being like nineteen Damned lineups down the road) and the songs don’t feel as samey as their more pop-oriented albums. Still, the fact that I didn’t even remember it until bringing up Wikipedia to check release dates means I can’t really go higher than here in the ranking. Sorry, that’s my bad.

Play on repeat: “Shut It”
Skip it: “Never Could Believe”

7. Phantasmagoria (1985)

Anyone else get the feeling like Dave Vanian might really be a Dracula? I mean, that would be fucking cool if he was, but, like that’s true of a lot of people. I’m saying he’s the guy who might legit just be a goddamn vampire. Also, don’t ever spill holy water on this album or it will burst into flames and a part of your soul is forever lost. Pretty cool how they worked that into the production.

Play on repeat: “There’ll Come a Day”
Skip it: “Trojans”

 

 

6. Music For Pleasure (1977)

“Music For Pleasure” was released roughly nine months after the band’s previous album and oh boy does it show. We’ll just let this one be an example of “strike while the iron is hot” not always being the best career advice. That being said, there’s nothing sonically wrong when compared with triple D – this is just more of the same, albeit feeling a bit less inspired. But particularly when put up against “Black Album” or “MGE,” this one just doesn’t have the stuff.

Play on repeat: “Idiot Box”
Skip it: “Politics”

5. Evil Spirits (2018)

Here we have the later-era dark horse inclusion high in the list. “Evil Spirits” feels like it came out of nowhere, much in a way a spooky ghost will suddenly appear before whispering something to you like “fear the alleycat” before disappearing into a nearby aviary. I’ll call this a well-deserved comeback for the band after a few so-so offerings, and if you gave up on the Damned years ago, this album certainly demands your appreciation.

Play on repeat: “Evil Spirits”
Skip it: “We’re So Nice”

 

4. Strawberries (1982)

I wanted to make this entry just a picture of Dave Vanian singing while wearing the pirate shirt from “Seinfeld” with his hair done up exactly like Bride of Frankenstein but I was told “no, James, you actually have to write something.” So anyways there it is – now stop reading and go look up that picture immediately.

Play on repeat: “Dozen Girls”
Skip it: “Bad Time For Bonzo”

 

 

 

3. The Black Album (1980)

“The Black Album” rests on that perfect liaison between the sneering punk rock of the early Damned and the ethereal goth rock the band later consumed like the heart of an undead concubine. And they did it phenomenally. Most bands are lucky if they ever even get one truly great album out of a lifetime of struggle and dedication in the fickle and thoughtless music industry. The Damned have three, and this is the third.

Play on repeat: “Wait For the Blackout”
Skip it: What part of “great album” don’t you understand?

2. Damned Damned Damned (1977)

This is the second. Also, it’s the only truly great record that had the classic lineup. And if you really still don’t see what set the Damned apart from other early UK punk bands, then compare this album’s cover to The Clash and see how it’s like fucking night and day. Triple D is punk without ego. It’s the true embrace of the weird and the rebellious, and above all, it’s just fucking fun. As any true Damned fan knows this was the first full-length punk record from any UK punk band and the cover art is a goddamn pie fight. Suck on that with all your seriousness and political shit, Joe Strummer.

Play on repeat: “New Rose”
Skip it:

1. Machine Gun Etiquette (1979)

And here’s the first. This is everything that was great about the early Damned except that, without Brian James serving as musical director, everyone finally got to do their own thing. Captain got to play guitar, Dave went full nosferatu, and Rat Scabies successfully lobbied to change his name to Hamster Healthy-Skin. Truly it was a golden age of the Damned.
But the main thing is the shift in songwriting. The collaborative effort is apparent and the album does show some maturity, but thankfully the band doesn’t stray too far from what made them fun in the first place.

Play on repeat: “Melody Lee”
Skip it: …really?

Member of Opening Band Now Standing in Audience Like Some Common Peasant

CHARLOTTE, N.C. — Following Ramming Speed’s opening set last night at Uncle Ditty’s Harmony Lounge, the drummer for the band was seen wallowing beneath the stage with the rest of local rabble during the headlining band’s set, staff at the venue confirmed.

“I was making my way through the crowd and all of a sudden I noticed a guy who was a bit sweatier than everyone else and I realized it was the drummer for the opening band,” said show attendee Maya Navarro, who was one of the less than three dozen people at the venue. “I couldn’t believe it, he was just standing there like a completely normal guy. He wasn’t in some super special VIP area, he was just standing next to the bar like any other loser that bought a ticket to the show. It blew my mind, I even saw him use a drink ticket and then leave a pretty decent tip. Rockstars really are just like us.”

The drummer for Ramming Speed, Jax Vincent, was all too eager to comment on his descent from the stage to the floor following their opening set.

“I know it was but mere minutes ago when it was I who was being worshiped on that stage,” remembered Vincent wistfully and perhaps with a sense of grandeur. “I was perched on the summit of Olympus, dispensing musical food to satiate the hunger of the creatively-starved audience. Then I descended down to the PBR-stained floors of the venue with everyone else to experience the moment with the common folk. Everyone kept their distance from me though. They were probably just intimidated.”

Local scene veteran and self-described “show etiquette expert” Caspian Lockwood was able to shed some light on the presence of the opener in the audience.

“This is not the end of a shift at the town factory where you can just simply punch out when you’re done,” explained Lockwood. “To rise through the ranks to become a headliner, the openers have to put in the hours in the audience with the rest of the paying fans as support. Not only do you have to be present, you have to make sure that the headlining band sees you watching them, lest they think you’re a dick who decided to fuck off early.”

At the conclusion of the show, Vincent was witnessed standing by his band’s merch table twirling his drumsticks and approaching people with a Sharpie unsolicited, offering to sign autographs.

If “A Clockwork Orange” Is So Disturbing Why Am I Letting My Sister’s Kids Watch It?

I wish my sister would stop complaining about my babysitting skills and start thanking me for exposing her kids to classic cinema that students pay thousands of dollars to study at bullshit schools like NYU. If “A Clockwork Orange” is so damn disturbing why the hell would I let my beloved niece and nephew watch it?

Helicopter parents like Diane and her beta husband Glen are the absolute worst. Instead of just appreciating their much needed date night, they prefer to say hurtful things to me like “Stop feeding our kids so much beef jerky,” “Don’t let them pet your snake,” and, “What would possess you to let them watch a movie that was banned in the UK for decades because it depicted graphic violence?!” God, shut up already.

Alex and his droogs made a CGI cameo in Space Jam 2, so it’s fine.

I dunno, maybe I don’t want their twins to turn out to be a couple of losers whose only film knowledge is Chip ‘N Dale Rescue Rangers. Perhaps I’d rather hang out with a couple of dope ass kids who aren’t too chicken shit to try something outside their comfort zone because I think they’re more mature than their parents give them credit for. It’s not like they’re fucking babies anymore, they’re almost seven. Time to let them grow up.

They act as if I’m forcing their kids to do crazy shit like helping me roll my blunts. I already tried that and despite their tiny fingers, which you’d think would be perfect for this particular task, they had no aptitude for it.

I guess it’s easy for my sister to ignore the fact that because of me and this movie, her children are huge fans of Beethoven’s 9th Symphony, but I’m not gonna hold my breath for an apology. At the end of the day it’s really just about me spending quality time with my two special little droogies, who I better go check on since it shouldn’t take that long for two kids to turn on a propane BBQ.

Punks React: Trump Found Liable for Sexual Abuse and Defamation

A New York jury found former President Donald Trump liable for sexually abusing and defaming writer E. Jean Carroll. As a result, Trump has been ordered to pay Carroll $5 million in compensatory and punitive damages. We took to the streets to see what punks thought about the verdict.

Greg Steven, Bartender

“I don’t think the verdict went far enough. The only form of punishment I accept is complete castration.”

Shane McGovern, Mechanic

“There was always something about Trump I didn’t like, I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I guess it was his pattern of abusive behavior that he openly admitted to multiple times.”

Hanna Fendie, Tattoo Artist

“Finally, the Mueller Report worked.”

Freddie Danvers, Unemployed Libertarian

“I bet the liberal media is going to spin this to make Trump somehow look bad.”

Micah Jennings, Etsy Shop Owner

“I prefer Presidents who don’t sexually abuse people. One day I hope to get a president who doesn’t.”

April Truman, Office Assistant

“This is only going to make his base angrier and worse to be around at Thanksgiving. Something I didn’t think was possible.”

James Stedman, Applebee’s Server

“This makes me wonder how many other powerful rich white men are total shitheads.”

David Junie, Intern

“I’ve been saying this for a long time, we need to believe women. Unless it’s my ex-girlfriend, please don’t listen to anything she has to say.”

10 R.E.M. Songs to Have On While Shopping at Whole Foods

No trip to Whole Foods is complete without a playlist filled with R.E.M. songs. Georgia’s jangle-pop troubadours have entertained the high-end grocer’s customer base of hippy accountants, animal lawyers, and music listicle writers for over forty years. While the band no longer tours, you can still get the full R.E.M. concert experience by listening to the following tracks on your next Whole Foods run.

“Begin The Begin”

Start your excursion to America’s favorite independent grocery store killer with an unusually hard-rocking track from the normally low-key group. Stipe and the boys kick off 1986’s “Life’s Rich Pageant” with the distorted guitar-driven track, which feels like a last-ditch attempt to remind people that Peter Buck can play guitar. The song’s vocals are a rallying cry for societal change, which is especially relevant as you prepare to buy $9 honey mustard.

“Radio Free Europe”

R.E.M.’s first big hit conjures the same naive youthful energy that led us to believe a chain of high-end grocery stores was a good idea. In a crazy coincidence, both Whole Foods and R.E.M. were both founded in 1980. Finally, two of Humanity’s age-old questions; “What if food were more expensive” and “What if The Smiths but less British.” Who knew that the answers to both would cost the human race its dignity?

“So. Central Rain”

This 1984 track is made up mostly of Michael Stipe yelling “I’m sorry” and screaming several times. Through some Nostradamus-level intuition, R.E.M. were able to write a song about how it feels to wander a Whole Foods for too long. Hope fades quickly with each passing second, followed closely by your sanity as your brain turns to mulch as you fruitlessly search for that keto ice cream brand that your sister likes.

“Man On The Moon”

Who else saw the ‘Jim and Andy” documentary on Netflix? What a fucking waste of 90 minutes. The people who enjoy watching Jim Carrey justify being mean to Grips are the same people who see the Whole Foods deli as a legitimate place to go out for lunch. If that nightmarish combination sounds like a great way to spend your mental health day, then you’ll like “Man On The Moon” because it’s the only good thing to come out of the movie it was written for.

“Orange Crush”

Whole Foods has a weird in-house brand of orange soda that it sells instead of Orange Crush. The design on the package insinuates that the soda is healthy in some way but like, it’s soda? What was the marketing team’s angle here? Healthy soda? Fuck out of here. Fucking scum. Anyway, R.E.M. has a song called “Orange Crush” you can listen to while buying the fake-ass Whole Foods orange soda.

“Maps And Legends”

It’s easy to get lost in Whole Foods, even without whippits. “Maps and Legends,” an underrated track off of 1985’s “Fables Of The Reconstruction,” is all about ill-fated expeditions through uncharted lands, making it perfect background noise for a desperate search for the Whole Foods bathroom. Is there even a bathroom in the store? Only paying customers get to find out. For a fun added challenge, bring your child to the store so you can immediately lose them because you needed a price check on guacamole.

“Losing My Religion”

Just like the old testament God, Whole Foods is an all-knowing, all-powerful entity with unclear motivations. Did you know that you can buy organic clothes at some locations? There are probably people in your neighborhood wearing Whole Foods-branded yoga pants and you are completely oblivious. One shudders to think what Whole Foods wants to accomplish by selling us clothes. As Stipe says himself, “Oh no, I’ve said too much!”

“E-Bow The Letter”

Thom Yorke is on this track, which deftly blends his and Stipe’s unique voices for genuinely great effect. Speaking of collaborations, did you know that Whole Foods is owned by Amazon? That’s right, every overpriced melon you buy from Whole Foods directly fills the bulging pockets of one Jeffery “Billion Dollar Bitch Baby” Bezos. Those eggs might be free-range, but the Amazon workers who packed them definitely aren’t motherfucker!

“Shiny Happy People”

Ever noticed that every Whole Foods looks like the fake town that North Korea puts up whenever a CNN reporter visits? Deceptively naturalistic colors, a manufactured sense of calm, and an ever-present oppressive vibe. “Shiny Happy People” carries a similar dystopian subtext, and there’s still some debate over whether the song is satire or not. It’s a thought to ponder as you pretend that you ‘totally don’t mind’ buying the Whole Foods brand knockoff Oreos instead of the real thing.

“It’s The End Of The World As We Know It”

Whole Foods is proof that the seventh seal has broken and the human race is doomed. There’s no justifying $10 strawberries, we are going straight to hell. But that doesn’t mean the apocalypse can’t be fun! R.E.M.’s end-of-the-world anthem encourages listeners to lighten up and enjoy humanity’s final days. Having a spoon and jar of chocolate Sunbutter close by is entirely optional.

Sound Guy Gives Thumbs up After Changing Nothing

KNOXVILLE, Tenn. — Local sound guy Steve Underwood gave a firm thumbs up to band Corpulent Baby at the RagnaRock venue despite changing nothing on the board, sources who needed more guitar in the monitor confirmed.

“Yes yes, I saw the numerous irritating hand flaps from the band to adjust their music, if you want to call it that,” noted Underwood, veteran audio engineer and self-described “Kaiser of the Console.” “I set a perfect balance from the start. I don’t need a band of amateurs telling me how to do my job. I didn’t get hired for two weeks as a substitute mic stand tech for Winger in ‘89 because I’m some hayseed who fell off of the turnip truck! Plus, I’m pretty sure two-thirds of these knobs don’t even do anything anyway.”

People in the audience got mixed messages as they witnessed the band juggling multiple hand signals while also trying to perform their songs.

“Honestly, I couldn’t really tell what was going on up there,” admitted show attendee Lauren Hightower. “It started out as just a few motions from the vocalist, but quickly turned into a flurry of hand waves. I thought that maybe he was doing sign language for people who were hearing impaired. Also, what was up with the vocals? I could barely hear them.”

Corpulent Baby vocalist Axel Svendsen was furious at the sound guy’s unprofessionalism.

“For fuck’s sake, what does it take to get the vocals louder in the monitor?” asked an exasperated Svendsen. “It’s not like I was asking him to throw some auto-tune into the mix. All I could hear was bass drum and snare. I figured the ‘gesturing toward the mic then pointing upwards’ motion was pretty fucking clear. He just pretended to hit a bunch of buttons that weren’t there, gave me a big thumbs up, then went back to scrolling through pics of coaxial cables on his iPad.”

At press time, owners of the music venue revealed that they had a long conversation with Underwood about addressing the needs of the musicians performing, to which he responded with an immediate and reassuring thumbs up.

Wheelchair User Just Wants to Crowd Surf Once Without Inspirational Photo Being Taken of Him

SEATTLE – Local punk and wheelchair user Brandon Spires expressed his desire to crowdsurf without it turning into a free for all of people taking photos and videos in hopes of turning it into a viral moment, fucking irritated sources report.

“Every fucking time I crowdsurf it feels like I’m being hounded by low level papparazzi,” Spires said. “I know it’s gonna get posted somewhere for clicks, because every time someone posts bullshit like this, it gets all the comments about what a beautiful moment it is, and how inspiring it is. Fucking whatever, I just puked down the front of my shirt right before this because I was getting fucked up drinking diesel gas in the parking lot. And if me covered in barf while a bunch of grown men try not to drop me is what inspires someone, that’s sad as hell. I don’t know why everyone is so horny for photos of me doing normal things. I should start an OnlyFans, but with my clothes on, just watching TV. Or going to get beer. I need a day rate, or an appearance fee.”

Fellow showgoer and photographer Amy Bunson is elated by the shot she captured on her iPhone 14 camera.

“When I saw him crowdsurfing I thought ‘this is a triumph of the human spirit.’ It was such an inspiring moment, what a beautiful life and amazing dude,” she said, with tears in her eyes. “I can’t imagine what he’s had to go through and how much it took to be here tonight. It’s pictures like this that remind me to appreciate what I have, because my life could be so much worse. I mean, not that his life is bad or anything. You know what I meant.”

Chester Jones, frontman of the headlining band Ignorant Squid that inspired the crowdsurf, feels blessed that he saw Spires lifted into the air during their set, due to recent events that left the band’s reputation tarnished (which Jones refused to elaborate on.)

“Fuck yea. We’re giving that dude a free t-shirt for being the fucking man. I tried to position myself in the back throwing up devil horns and cheering him on because we could really use some…different kinds of people in photos on our Instagram grid,” Jones laughed nervously. “Alright, fuck it, we need to look like good people since the uh, accusations. No one will think we’re shitbags anymore if we’re hanging out with a guy like that.”

Spires was unable to be reached for further comment or a photo, as he had gotten into a fight in front of the venue and puked on himself again.

Help! Boycotting Bud Light Has Made Me Question My Sexuality Even More

I have been a loyal Bud Light drinker since the 8th grade and let me tell you, this loyal customer is NOT happy. I’m sick and tired of these companies turning their backs on traditional values. Values like getting hammered at Hooters and screaming at my girlfriend when she talks during football. That’s why I decided to cut anything Bud Light or Anheuser-Busch out of my life until they cut out this woke bullshit. Unfortunately, in the cold light of sobriety, I’m questioning my sexuality even more. Help!

Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing I love more than a big ol’ pair of titties in my face. But now that I’m no longer subjecting myself to an endless barrage of heteronormative beer ads, I’m starting to think that maybe it ain’t all about whatcha in your pants, but whatcha got in your heart. Gah! What the fuck am I saying? I’m straight as God intended me to be.

I know what Budweiser is up to with this Dylan Mulvany Instagram post. This has to be some liberal psyop to get us real Americans to stop drinking Bud Light and to look inwards and see that sexuality is a social construct imposed by a fascist, theocratic patriarchy to keep us in line. They almost got me but I know better.

All my favorite country songs are about trucks, light beer, women in tight jeans, more light beer, and did I mention the women in jeans? But without Bud, it all just sounds so shallow and repetitive. Just the other day I found myself emotionally resonating with Orville Peck lyrics and thinking about that one summer in 2003 when my best friend told me he loved me while we were shotgunning beers on my truck’s tailgate and I was too cowardly to say it back.

No, that’s in the past now. I know who I am: an unflinchingly straight man. No sir, not a single rainbow-clad beer can is going to touch these lips. That goes for Coors and Miller too. Of course, now I don’t know what I’m going to do when I visit my dad since drinking Bud Light and talking shit about liberals is pretty much the only thing we ever did.

What We’re Listening To This Week

Here at the Hard Times, we believe that there is never a shortage of great new songs to be heard no matter how much we hate leaving our comfort zone to actually discover them. Because we also believe that you, our dear reader, shouldn’t be burdened with the task of broadening your horizons on your own, we’ve taken the time to compile a list of some of the newer sounds we’ve been consuming this week.

Rancid “Don’t Make Me Do It”

Look, we get it, listening to new music is intimidating and can make you feel out of your depth, so we’re going to ease you in here with this brand-new instant classic from Rancid. Does it sound like old Rancid? You bet it does. Does it have a kickass call-and-response chant like a million of your other favorite songs? You fucking know it. Is it under a minute long? Fuck. Yes. Does it feature any evolution of the band’s signature sound? Not even a little bit, which is why you’ll love it.

Wednesday “Quarry”

Chances are you’ve heard of this band, but you haven’t heard them. Quite frankly, we’re all disappointed in you and we hope you can find some time to take a hard look in the mirror and ask yourself what the hell you’ve been doing with your life. This North Carolina quintet’s excellent sophomore record ‘Rat Saw God’ has been out for a month and some change now, but if you’re still looking for a way to actually start listening to it, we recommend dipping a toe into this heavily Pavement-influenced banger.

King Krule “Seaforth”

It’s rumored that lead songwriter and sole permanent member of King Krule, Archy Marshall, once turned down an opportunity to work with Kanye West because he ‘couldn’t be bothered.’ It’s not likely he knew the bullet he was ultimately dodging with that flippant act, but it should still be enough to put him on anyone’s radar. ‘Seaforth’ is the lead single from his upcoming fourth album ‘Space Heavy’ and it sounds exactly like what that title suggests. It’s a swirly sonic cocktail that is sure to help your next playlist sound more distinguished.

Mac DeMarco “20200817 Proud True Toyota”

In case you missed it, Mac DeMarco released a totally batshit 199-song album of throwaway tracks and demos called ‘One Wayne G’ a few weeks ago. Since there’s probably no way you’re ever going to be crazy enough to listen to the whole thing, just note that the best tracks are the ones with actual titles. ‘Proud True Toyota’ is a short and sweet ode to a refurbed beater car. It’s goofy as fuck, catchy as hell, and features some pretty great guitar licks. Essentially, it’s the exact recipe for a classic Mac track.

Frankie Cosmos “must be nice (single tear)”

As if the band’s latest and fantastic album ‘Inner World Peace’ wasn’t already enough, lead singer and songwriter, Greta Kline, decided to release a collection of rough drafts and previously unheard tracks from the sessions in which the album came to life. This new-to-us handful of songs provides an intimate look at Kline’s delicate songwriting process. ‘must be nice (single tear)’ is a previously discarded cut that would top most indie artists’ best work. We don’t want to get your hopes up, but it might even inspire you to finish that bedroom EP you started three summers ago.