I find it a bit saddening that you can only find joy in half a dozen releases per year, that's all.
I am amazed that you do. I find entertainment in 100 releases a year, but I don't listen to Heavy Metal just for entertainment "these are killer riffs, dude". It has to have more enduring qualities that stand the test of time. When I was young and into power metal and paid money to buy say, Brainstorm's debut, I didn't really need Brainstorm's debut. It's an okay disk, a bit generic, can be listened to as background music. But I paid for it because I wanted
more for the sake of variations of a theme, plus feeding this 'I must keep informed!' habit that metalheads had/have.
It should be telling to you, that from my actual cd collection I enmassed over said number of years before the internet, I listen to about 15% of it regularly. I didn't need to buy those cds. If I could have listened to them for a period of time before their entertainment value faded away, they would have never been in my collection. As a metalhead, I detest mediocrity in Heavy Metal. I am only interested in the exceptional stuff. My method of downloading lots, listening intenfully for a period of time and then making an informed decision on whether I should buy this cd or not saves me the dead-space of more Brainstorm cds. The internet is a great boon for the discerning listener because reading - often completely directed - reviews and saying 'gosh, that sounds like something I'd be interested in!' which was and for most non-internet people remains the main method of judging purchases is a very very flawed method that leads to having many Brainstorm cds in one's collection.
Even if you trust the reviewer, he is not yourself. Risking money for the tastes of a reviewer is not viable for me anymore. I cannot sell my soul to the devil so I can keep a cd-bying fixation going. I listen with my own ears, make my own judgements unrelated to hype, and if a record holds up, hey, it goes in a to-buy list.
And yes, releases that actually enhance my life, enrich me emotionally and intellectually are few and far between. I have difficult tastes exactly because Heavy Metal is so important to me. Be sad about someone else that doesn't appreciate their passions enough to be critical of them. Just another record by just another band doing something just barely decent doesn't get me all excited. Routinely buying Heavy Metal is not a way of life for me anymore. There's six records a year out there for me to track down, as there are six books out there for me, six graphic novels, six movies. These numbers I find are very reasonable.
Surely even the most bitter and jaded of music aficionados can muster up an appreciation for a nice, two-digit number of releases per year.
Haha is that 10-99? Giving it a pretty wide range there, aren't you? So I am sad because you pull an arbiterate number of releases, which if I had liked then I wouldn't be sad? Basically I am sad because I am not you, then? I can turn that right around and accuse you of having very easy-to-please tastes and then say how sad I feel for you, and that would just be insulting, right?