Daily Blog 03 | Revisited my headbanger days 🤘.

Daniel Stahl
Aug 28, 2017 Ā· 2 min read

In my teens I was your typical metal head. I went to shows in my leather jacket, high top Nikes, jeans, and your average metal band t-shirt. To match the look I even had long hair. I was not a rebel. During the day I went to school and at night (on the weekends) I transformed into a metal head. It was a very exciting lifestyle. At shows I would meet all sorts of people who liked the same things I did. I felt like this community of metal heads was my second family. If someone stage dives off the stage, there is always a group of people to catch them. If someone falls down during a mosh pit, there is always people to help them back on their feet. With every family there is still a dark side somewhere deep.

As I got older I started to venture out more and more. I usually had a friend to accompany me to shows. I would bring beers with me and pass them out to friends. We hung out in alleys, parking lots, and sometimes in front of liquid stores. I had good old fun and I didn’t think twice. Eventually all my adventures and going to shows lead me to a venue by the name of ā€œThe Black Castleā€. It was here that I think went to far for me. The venue housed all sorts of sub genres of metal. Death metal, thrash metal, and black metal to name a few. So you can see why they named this venue ā€œThe Black Castleā€. It was a dark place that played very loud music and no rules. It was here that I started going alone to shows. I would stay up so late I wouldn’t get home until after 2am. There was a back room that I never visited in my few times going there, but one day I got curious and started to wonder deeper into this Black Castle. The back room aka lounge was just an empty room filled with people doing all sorts of drugs. My eyes were wide open. I was a good boy though. I never played with that crap.

Those were some good times. I think it’s experiences like these that people never forget. I love telling my adventures and sharing my experiences. Without experience how else are we going to live life? I know this may not have been the most safe life experience, but I chose this. No one forced me to join. I wasn’t threatened. I chose to explore more of this lifestyle because I loved it. Do what you love. Isn’t that what experienced successful people say?

Signing off.

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