A Past in Metal

Ten years ago I was a complete metal head. I had long black brown hair, always wore black and my dad thought I was a satanist. As a devout catholic it was hard for my dad to accept that me and my younger brother could listen to noise resembling a laundry machines centrifuging and dress ourselves in t-shirts with impaled demon heads and hammer smashed faces.

A couple of days ago I was thinking ''how do metal freaks dress nowadays in Puerto Rico and how is the music?''

I looked up some of the bands currently playing and found the answer - nothing has changed.

More interesting are the similiarities between the both countries I grew up in, Sweden and then Puerto Rico. A metal head dresses the same, no matter what.

Here are some pictures of bands that played while I was active in the metal scene.