|Ode to Manowar
||[Apr. 12th, 2005|01:10 am]
Prompted by some great suggestions by my bro, I've been listening a lot lately to one of the most awesome genres of music ever. The genre known as power metal. You know, groups like Iron Maiden, Helloween, Blind Guardian, Iced Earth, Rhapsody, etc. For those of you unfamiliar with this style, it roughly consists of fast guitars, sometimes copious amounts of double-bass drum, soaring (almost operatic) vocals, a desire to live permanently in the '80s, and nerdy lyrics that address historical topics (like Maiden) or ridiculous swords-and-sorcery fantasy (like everyone else). |
There are plenty of great bands in this style, but for this entry I would like to focus on just one: The black sheep of the power metal world. The one that some people would like to forget. The one that some people just cant ignore.
I'm talking about Manowar.
Manowar is possibly the cheesiest band ever created. They ride Harleys on stage, the dress in loincloths, they write songs about killing people with swords and serving medieval kings. They release album covers that look like this:
They are the sonic equivalent of the movie Army of Darkness.
...and I fucking love them.
I have been a fan of Manowar ever since I first heard their "Kings of Metal" album in high school. I was blown away by their power, fury and cheese. I had no idea that such levels of hilarity were possible. The guy on the cover of the Kings of Metal album was my inspiration to start working out (I'm not even fucking joking about this).
Sample Manowar lyrics:
from "Hail and Kill:"
Brothers I am calling from the valley of the kings
With nothing to alone
A dark march lies ahead, together we will ride
Like thunder from the sky
May your sword stay wet like a young girl in her prime
Hold your hammers high
from "Call to Arms:"
Now we will fight for the kingdom, fighting with steel
Kill all of them, their blood is our seal
Fight till the last of the enemy is dead
Ride through their blood that we gladly have shed
from "Kings of Metal:"
Manowar Manowar living on the road
When we're in town speakers explode
We don't attract wimps 'cause we're too loud
Just true metal people that's Manowar's crowd
from "Return of the Warlord:"
We are the undefeated we're not living in the past
We're here tonight to kick some goddamn ass
And for reasons like this, whenever I'm walking down the street with some Manowar on my Ipod I have this big fucking grin on my face. And people look at me like I'm insane.
And then in a state of metal-induced passion...I kill them.
Other bands play...Manowar kills.