Estereótipos e música: trash metal

Contribuição: Gilcimar Dantas e Milena Magalhães

O trash metal, um estilo criado na década de setenta, caracteriza-se por batidas rápidas e pela agressividade tanto das letras quanto da sonoridade. Este vídeo apresenta alguns dos atributos relacionados a este estilo, no qual a música é considerada, até hoje, um dos hinos da comunidade headbanger.

We are scanning the scene
in the city tonight
We are looking for you
to start up a fight
There is an evil feeling
in our brains
But it is nothing new
you know it drives us insane
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
There is no escape
and that is for sure
This is the end we won’t take any more
Say goodbye
to the world you live in
You’ve always been taking
but now you’re giving
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Our brains are on fire
with the feeling to kill
And it will not go away
until our dreams are fulfilled
There is only one thing
on our minds
Don’t try running away
`cause you’re the one we will find
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy

Estereótipos e música: black metal

Contribuição: Lucas Carneiro & Ailton Araujo

Este é sub-genero do subgênero da contra cultura do heavy metal. O black metal são caracterizados por uma indumentaria preta, gótica e uso Corpse paint .
De estilo é extremamente sombrio, cru e agressivo e incorpora em suas letras temas como o satanismo e o paganismo (em particular a mitologia nórdica). Um estilo onde o extremismo pode ser percebido tanto na sonoridade – ríspida e crua – quanto nas letras: anticristãs, em alguns casos Neo-Nazistas e movimentos de queimas de igrejas católicas . Qual seria a sua atitude ao ver um intregrante desse movimento “no meio da rua”?

Notícia do dia: live in Bagdhad

Depois de um exílio forçado na Turquia, a banda iraquiana de death metal Dog Faced Corpse finalmente volta a se apresentar no país natal. Clique aqui para ler a matéria publicada no Blabbermouth.net.

Estereótipos e música: paranoid

Finished with my woman cause she couldnt help me with my mind
People think Im insane because I am browning all the time
All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy
Think Ill lose my mind if I dont find something to pacify

Can you help me thought you were my friend
Whoah yeah

I need someone to show me the things in life that I cant find
I cant see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind

Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal

And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but its too late

Estereótipos e música: one

I cant remember anything
Cant tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me

Now that the war is through with me
Im waking up I can not see
That there is not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now

Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god,wake me

Back in the womb its much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But cant look forward to reveal
Look to the time when Ill live

Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me

Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please god,wake me
Now the world is gone Im just one
Oh god,help me hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God help me

Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell

Landmine has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell