Sometimes we get so caught up in what’s considered “metal” or not we forget how little genre tags and labels mean when it comes to how music makes you feel. I’ll admit to getting caught up in discussions over distinctions between metalcore and NWOAHM, how far the “post-” label can go before metal get thrown out all together…but when I take a breath, close my eyes and open my ears, in the end all I want is loud guitars that crunch, a voice that soars, and tight, tight songs. I know when I take off the black t-shirts and corpsepaint, what I really want is something fun. I want Just the Hits (1981-1985), and if they’re performed by Moonlight Desires?
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