all these rock, punk-rock, heavy metal and so on singers? i'm watching chemical romance concert on mtv right now andi thinki'd love them if there would be no screaming i've alw wondered why they need to scream so that you cant hear the words it seems just useless
It's not useless... it's beautiful, and it's an extremely important part of the music in many genres of metal. Stop watching MTV.
They shout because they don't want you to understand them because they have nothing important to say. That's my philosophy.
. Thirteen Autumns And A Widow Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas Bled white and dead, Her true mother was fed To the ravenous wolves that the elements led From crag-jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was drawn Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm (Gilded in crests of Carpathian breed) Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new-born On that eve when the Countess' own came deformed A tragedy crept to the name Bathory Elizabeth christened, no paler a rose Grew so dark as this sylph None more cold in repose Yet Her beauty spun webs Round hearts a glance would betroth She feared the light So when She fell like a sinner to vice Under austere, puritanical rule She sacrificed... Mandragora like virgins to rats in the wall But after whipangels licked prisoners, thralled Never were Her dreams so maniacally cruel (And possessed of such delights) For ravens winged Her nightly flights Of erotica Half spurned from the pulpit Torments to occur Half learnt from the cabal of demons In Her Her walk went to voodoo To see Her own shadow adored At mass without flaw Though inwards She abhored Not Her coven of suitors But the stare of their Lord "I must avert mine eyes to hymns For His gaze brings dogmas to my skin He knows that I dreamt of carnal rites With Him undead for three long nights" Elizabeth listened No sermons intoned Dragged such guilt to Her door Tombed Her soul with such stone For She swore the Priest sighed When She knelt down to atone... She feared the light So when She fell Like a sinner to vice Under austere, puritanical rule She sacrificed Her decorum as chaste To this wolf of the cloth Pouncing to haunt Her confessional box Forgiveness would come When Her sins were washed off By rebaptism in white.... The looking glass cast Belladonna wreaths 'Pon the grave of Her innocence Her hidden face spat murder From a whisper to a scream All sleep seemed cursed In Faustian verse But there in orgiastic Hell No horrors were worse Than the mirrored revelation The She kissed the Devil's phallus By Her own decree... So with windows flung wide to the menstrual sky Solstice Eve She fled the castle in secret A daughter of the storm, astride Her favourite nightmare On winds without prayer Stigmata still wept between Her legs A cold bloodedness which impressed new hatreds She sought the Sorceress Through the snow and dank woods to the sodomite's lair Nine twisted fates threw hewn bone die For the throat of Elizabeth Damnation won and urged the moon In soliloquy to gleam Twixt the trees in shafts To ghost a path Past the howl of buggered nymphs In the sodomite's grasp To the forest's vulva Where the witch scholared Her In even darker themes "Amongst philtres and melissas Midst the grease of strangled men And eldritch truths, elder ill-omen Elizabeth came to life again" And under lacerations of dawn She returned Like a flame unto a deathshead With a promise to burn Secrets brooded as She rode Through mist and marsh to where they showed Her castle walls wherein the restless Counted carrion crows She awoke from a fable to mourning Church bells wringing Her madly from sleep Tolled by a priest, self castrated and hung Like a crimson bat 'neath the belfry The biblical prattled their mantras Hexes six-tripled their fees But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen Autumns had passed And She was a widow from god and His wrath, finally...
I used to love screamers, but then I hung out with a wannabe Neo-Nazi who was obsessed with some pretty fucked up music. Then he tried to kill us. Lesson learned.
I used to know a screaming metal rocker who ranted so fast and loud that you couldn't even make out what he was saying. He later got a nice job in politics. .
its part of the art of music, it changes the entire song, some songs have low low low voices, but imagine if the song had a high pitched voice, it would be a totally diefferent song, its part of the art
screaming exudes power, it's a primal thing yes too much testosterone...whatever that means.. i doubt you can have too much testosterone
They scream because they are more hardcore, angry and tortured than all of us put together. And they have pointy hair.
Some of it is okay.. But there is a difference between emo screaming and metal screaming.. I hate emo music and punk rock music. But i love nu-metal, metalcore kinda bands, others as well.. Alot of metal and rock singers have amazing voices though. One of my favorites, sevendust. Their album animosity shows some awesome vocals. That guy has talent. I think they are very underated by most people IMO. Anyways... I get where you are coming from about all the screaming in bands, its just a preference really.. And MTV sucks anyhow. I quit watching that years ago. I wouldnt even consider it music television anymore.