I love metal and spent the better part of the last 5 years listening to nothing but. That said, in the last 1.5 years or so, my interest in metal has been dwindling, and these days I'm way more likely to listen to Brand New, Muse, Coheed & Cambria, or Devin Townsend's solo material than anything all that heavy. I'm actually really into a lot of pop music, as well (Sara Bareilles, Colbie Caillat, Christina Aguilera, The Fray, Kelly Clarkson, etc).
Don't get me wrong - I still really do love metal... but let's be honest. Aside from a few exceptions, it's not all that musical.
Well given the colossal amount of sub-genres under the banner of metal, not to mention "musical" being one of the most vague and ambiguous terms I know of, I'm just gonna leave that last part alone.
But as to the body of your post, I'd like to share a personal anecdote, if I may, so perhaps I can escape the flaming of the "Casey leaves Periphery" thread. I had a friend back in high school (we'll call him Dorian, he'd like that) who was essentially my "metal buddy" - we always talked music and guitar, and we'd often go to the 48th St. music stores (in Manhattan) after school to rock out. As high school went on, Dorian started getting better and better at guitar, listening to more and more music (personally I think for the bragging right of being a metal encyclopedia rather than actually enjoying it, but that's another matter), and getting big into production. By the end of HS, he was a better guitarist than I, knew more about metal than I, and CERTAINLY was a better producer than I (cuz I didn't really get into production until college). We would write music together all the time, spending weekend after weekend in front of the computer recording riffs and making songs (he got me into the basics of recording, and even introduced me to this forum).
But also by the end of HS, he was starting to really get into wanting to pursue the business/profitability side of music, having the latter affect his judgement both of music he listened to and music we would write together, and this really started to concern me. And when he started at NYU, well, that was pretty much the beginning of the end. He always was very much of a people-pleaser, but there's no other way to put this: he completely sold out. I know "sell-out" is a term often wielded by closed-minded people who take whatever it is they are obsessed with way too seriously, but Dorian started getting into the Manhattan "clubbing" scene, obsessing over pop music because it was marketable and profitable, and condemning most metal because it wasn't.
He also took great pains to adopt the imagery and attitudes of the "popular hedonistic rock star;" one particularly funny (in a sad sort of way) moment was when he started drinking a ton of Red Bull and building up his collection of cans, as well as wearing a Rolling Stones tongue t-shirt (even though he had never once mentioned any affinity for the band) simply because it was a popular well-known symbol and getting posters of Led Zeppelin and other 70s bands because that was the image he wanted to cultivate for himself. Now we were hanging out one time in the city back in Summer 2006, and while flipping through the posters at our favorite record store in the village (Generation Records), I came across
this poster, and had to both laugh and sigh. He was obsessed with HIM at the time (and James Murphy, if you read this, you may recall our tiff over that band some time ago), mostly because of the aforementioned marketability but also his perception of Ville as the "modern rock star" or some crap, and clearly he took it pretty damn far. That's always been his thing; whenever he finds an identity he wants to adopt, he goes completely overboard with immersing himself in its archetypes (including metal, honestly, back when that was his thing, see the above mentioned huge music collection), and so many times all I could think is "who are you?" He couldn't be real with his friends, not really, and that really drove us apart (though there's never been any outright hostility, we've just grown apart though still occasionally keep in touch). Nowadays, he barely plays guitar anymore, and I've FAR surpassed him at it.
So the point of all this is that I have a great predisposition to bitterness when it comes to people of intellect saying they genuinely enjoy pop music; I'm a fan of catchiness as much as the next guy, but to a point, christ. So I have to ask, DSS3: do you really enjoy the music? If so, that's cool, and more power to you, and the same for Casey if that's his case as well - but if you're starting to become like my friend Dorian (and you're about the age where he started to douche-ify), then, well, perhaps you could reconsider.
