#priest james hetfield

[mad-jesters]

priest and vampire homoeroticism

(its a gift for my friend dave, the no 1 hetstaine fan, so im also going to post it here)

[dy3rs3v3]

The Metallica boys with some cool company at Power Trip, 2023

Pics by Ross Halfin

[aingealbites]

Here's my Eddie Munson playlist for anyone who loves Eddie Munson and 70s-80s rock and metal as much as I do.

[larsulrichsblog]

HOL ONNN .. IS THAT JUDAS PRRIIEIESSSAATTAAAHHHHH???

[starstruck76]

Hetfield and Halford

yesssss

[he13na]

i'm like marie antoinette but rockstar girlfriend

[clawsinsodeep]

Metallica at the Kerrang! awards in London, 2008. Photo by Yui Mok.

[queer-and-nerdy]

greetings, this is linnie's (@wellgoslowly) emo metalhead roommate aaron (resident george karim kinnie) here to drop some random lockwood&co headcanons that will likely only make sense to a niche audience. thank you and enjoy.

projection central here.

Lockwood

Barbie vs Oppenheimer: Barbie

A James Hetfield kinnie 100%

His favorite Sleep Token TMBTE song would def be The Apparition but he cries himself to sleep listening to Rain and thinking about Lucy

His favorite Ghost song from each album are Con Clavi Con Dio, Idolatrine, From the Pinnacle to the Pit, Dance Macabre, and Spillways. His favorite ghoul is Mountain and his favorite ghoulette is Aurora

Cried so hard he threw up when "So Much For Stardust" came out (average Fall Out Boy enjoyer)

AGGRESSIVE Metallica defender

Lucy

Barbie vs Oppenheimer: Oppenheimer

The definition of a Rob Trujillo kinnie

Her favorite Sleep Token TMBTE song is Rain for sure. She cries listening to Euclid. Vore is on her sleep playlist

Her favorite Ghost song from each album are Stand By Him, Per Aspera Ad Inferi, Cirice, Life Eternal, and Respite on the Spitalfields. Her favorite ghoul is Swiss and her favorite ghoulette is Cirrus

Recovering My Chemical Romance listener (still listens to them regularly)

Unironic Rob Zombie enjoyer

George

Barbie vs Oppenheimer: Insidious

Kirk Hammett kinnie. I mean look at him

His favorite Sleep Token TMBTE song is Take Me Back to Eden. Maybe a basic answer but it goes hard so he gets a pass

His favorite Ghost song from each album are Ritual, Jigolo Har Megiddo, Deus In Absentia, Witch Image, and Griftwood. His favorite ghoul is Sodo/Dewdrop and his favorite ghoulette is Cumulus

His favorite metal (as an umbrella term) bands are Ghost, Ice Nine Kills, Avatar, Metallica, Slipknot, Lorna Shore, Sleep Token, Avenged Sevenfold, Kiss, Judas Priest, and Type O Negative (because he thinks Peter Steele is hot)

Pretends to be a Megadeth/Dave Mustaine defender to piss off Lockwood (he likes both of them equally and thinks the feud is stupid)

Stephen King is his guilty pleasure - he loves Pet Semetary but cries each time he reads/watches it

please let me know if there's an audience for this lolol

[allmoshnobrain]

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

part 26 of ? | masterpost

word count: 2085 | ao3 link | fic's playlist

I let out a quiet, pained noise, frightened and hurt like some scared critter stumbling into the lion's lair. James's eyes flicked up, catching mine for the briefest fraction of a second, shock and regret dancing in his blue gaze before I pivoted and beelined it out through the kitchen door.

✦ summary: Despite choosing to remain by Dave's side, Nore finds that getting over her feelings for James is harder than she thought it would be.

✦ on this chapter: dave mustaine x female!oc, james hetfield x female! oc, oc is cliff's cousin, +18, language, slice of life, angst, love triangle, drinking, recreational drug use, jealousy

✧ you got me wrapped around your finger, do you have to let it linger? ✧

The guys' last weekend in Los Angeles rolled around real quick, kicking off on a slightly chilly Saturday that practically begged for an afternoon tucked under the covers. We cooked up our own version of coziness; Cliff threw an invite my way to chill at Mike's place, puffing on some smokes and sipping drinks while diving into a stack of horror movies Kirk had snagged.

Running into James again was just about as awkward as I'd braced myself for. He gave me a somewhat normal greeting, but the turmoil in his eyes had my heart doing an uncomfortable squeeze. To top it off, he had Pat in tow, showing up at Mike's with this big grin, hand-in-hand with James, their intertwined fingers betraying a closeness I'd rather not have known existed.

I tried to brush that off, though. After all, I had made my choice, hadn't I? Coming back home later that night, I knew I'd land in the comfort of Dave's arms, and whatever leftover turmoil would get washed out like rainwater. With time, the pain and sadness in James' eyes would likely fade. And perhaps, we could go back to being just good friends, sweeping those stolen moments from that autumn under the rug like they never happened.

We kicked back in Mike's basement, popping those tapes into his brand new VHS player. Kirk and Lars posted up on the carpet, Kirk sprawled out with his head in Lars's lap, dropping the occasional comment about film quality or some backstage scoop. Cliff, Mike, and I settled onto one of the couches, passing around a joint, while James and Pat claimed the other one. As the beer stash ran dry, a pizza got ordered, and I started to chill out as the mix of booze and weed took hold.

We all glanced up at the doorbell's ring — probably the pizza delivery. James hopped up to get it, trotting up the stairs with a beer in hand. Pat eyed him for a sec, then decided to trail along. Mike sparked up another joint, which I happily took a hit from before passing it over to Cliff.

"Hey, did you guys know this movie set caught fire during filming?" Kirk tossed out as scenes from The Exorcist flickered on the screen. "They even brought in a priest to bless the joint afterward."

"Wow, spooky," Lars chimed in, sarcastically. Kirk nudged him hard. "Hey!" Lars laughed.

"Hey, Lars, toss me another beer," I casually asked, absentmindedly eyeing the bottom of my empty bottle.

"Ah, I think we're tapped out. Time for a run upstairs."

"I got it," Cliff mumbled, his words a bit slurred as he attempted to stand.

"I'll roll with you then," I chimed in, getting up and stretching with a sigh. "Might as well grab a round for everyone."

The two of us hauled ourselves up the stairs, the steps feeling way trickier to navigate than they should in my slightly buzzed state. Once we hit the kitchen, Cliff cracked open the fridge, hunting down the beer bottles.

I shot my brows up with a grin when I spotted the two pizza boxes chilling on the table, my stomach churning with post-smoking and drinking hunger. I popped open the box, snagged a slice, and chomped down, letting out a satisfied sigh as the warm cheese exploded in my mouth, eyes shutting in a little moan of delight.

My tiny moment of food ecstasy got cut short by the distant hum of laughter. I blinked, curious, realizing I hadn't laid eyes on James and Pat since they jetted upstairs for the pizzas. But if the pizzas were in the kitchen, where the hell were they?

Looking back, maybe tracking down the muffled chuckles echoing down the hallway was a lousy move. But I was riding a bit higher on intoxication than I expected, and a self-destructive curiosity just started creeping into my chest. I crept up to the living room door, halting in silence when I caught sight of James and Pat holding court in the center of the room, huddled up and chatting in hushed tones.

I don't know what hit me first, tearing my heart into a million pieces; maybe it was the way Pat's eyes lit up, her hands resting on James' chest while he gripped her waist, the phantom memory of his fingers on my hips stirring uncomfortably in my chest. Or maybe it was the way they talked and chuckled, clearly lost in their own little world. Or, what the hell, it could even have been the gentle kiss he laid on her lips, sprinkled with sweet nothings meant just for her.

I let out a quiet, pained noise, frightened and hurt like some scared critter stumbling into the lion's lair. James's eyes flicked up, catching mine for the briefest fraction of a second, shock and regret dancing in his blue gaze before I pivoted and beelined it out through the kitchen door.

I gulped down the cool evening air and shut my eyes, tears hanging on and refusing to fall. My hands shook a bit as I slapped them on the porch frame, the wood cold against my skin. I jumped when the door creaked open again, but it wasn't James; Cliff's worried eyes locked onto mine, sadness creeping in at the sorry sight I must've been.

"Cliff..." I said, my voice shaky and tearful before he stepped up, wrapping me in a solid hug.

I buried my face in his chest, letting out heavy sobs as tears flowed down my face, like a dam that had held back way too much. Cliff just held on, running his fingers through my hair as he kept me close. As awful as it all was, I felt relieved as well — like those tears were letting go of some of the crap I'd been carrying around for weeks. When I finally eased up, I pulled back with a sigh, tears still rolling down as I sniffled, trying to wipe them away with my fingertips.

“Ah, shit. Sorry, I totally soaked you," I mumbled, my voice all choked up as I noticed the tear stains on Cliff's shirt. He snorted.

“Screw that, Nore. Want a beer?” He lifted one hand, and I spotted he was carrying a plastic bag with the beers he’d grabbed from the fridge. I nodded, thankful. He plunked the bag down, grabbed one for me and one for himself, and we leaned against the porch railing. “So, spill it. What the hell happened?"

"You know what happened," I mumbled, holding back a sob. I took a swig of the cold beer, the bitter kick helping me calm down a bit. Cliff sighed.

"It's James, huh?"

"What do you think?"

"I don't get it," he said, and I looked up, raising my eyebrows when our eyes connected. "If you're into him, why not figure things out? You know he likes you too."

"Apparently, not that much," I grumbled, and he snorted.

"Nore, no offense, but if the girl I liked kept turning me down, I'd probably try to move on too. Maybe not jump into something else... but I don't know if I'd keep pushing after getting rejected as much as he has with you."

“I... “ my voice broke, and I sighed. "Cliff, I'm with Dave. I made my choice. He needs me... I won't bail on him. Not for James, not for anyone. But that doesn't mean I don't feel..." I stopped, the lump in my throat preventing me from talking. Cliff sighed before pulling me into a tight hug.

"It'll pass." He kissed my hair, and I nodded.

"I know."

"If it helps, I find her damn annoying. And I doubt those two will last more than three months." He murmured, clearly trying to make me feel better. I chuckled softly.

"Think we can still be friends after this?"

“Totally, Nore. Just gotta figure out where you both stand. But if you've made your call... Well, he'll have to get that, babe. Just give him some space, and cut yourself some slack too."

"If you weren't Bay Area's best bass player, I'd swear you missed your calling as a shrink," I teased, and he burst into laughter. I shot him a look, a soft, affectionate grin playing on my lips. It was reassuring to know that even in the middle of this mess, Cliff would always be there for me. "Thanks, Cliff."

"No worries. We got each other's backs, right?" He grinned and messed up my hair. I let out a soft laugh. "Plus, no one messes with my fave cousin."

"I'm your only cousin." I quipped, echoing his usual comeback, and he grinned.

"Exactly. Hey, you're not bailing, right? Wanna head back inside? Kirk might think we hated the flicks."

"Well, he wouldn't be totally off the mark," I swiped away the last of my tears with the back of my hand but made my way to the kitchen door with a sigh. "But let's go back."

As we stepped in, I noticed that James and Pat had vanished from the living room. No clue where James had wandered off to, and honestly, I wasn't itching to find out for the first time in forever. I paused for a beat, my eyes lingering on Mike's phone before a sudden determination took over.

"Cliff," I called, and he shot me a questioning look. "You go ahead; I'll catch up, alright? Got a call to make."

"Sure thing. You sure you don't want me to stick around?"

"Nah, all good. Seriously," I reassured him. He gave my face a once-over before nodding, taking the beers back with him to the basement.

I grabbed the phone, pressing it against my ear, hesitating for just a moment before punching in the number I knew by heart, even though it had been ages since I dialed it.

"Hello?" My mom's voice came through, causing my heart to skip a beat.

I was aware that this number, her personal office line, was the only one she personally picked up. No assistants or housekeepers screening calls. But despite that, a weird tension crawled over me at the sound of her voice. I paused for a sec before diving in:

"Hey, Mom. It's me."

“Eleanore?” she inquired, surprise coming through her voice. “What's going on? Did something happen?" 

"Nah, everything's okay," I murmured, my voice slightly shaky. "I just... I..."

“Are you okay, dear? Were you crying, by any chance?”

“No, I'm fine. I'm fine,” I sighed, closing my eyes. "Actually, I called about that school offer."

"Oh? Tell me what's on your mind," I could feel my mother's tone of voice instantly changing, shifting to the interested and sharp tone she used during her negotiations. 

"I'm taking it. But I want to focus on art, Mom. Not law or business. Just art."

"Alright. I'll have Alice look into the best art schools in the state, maybe even the whole country. We can explore international options if you're interested. You'll get a top-notch art education. But you remember your end of the deal, right?"

"Getting involved in the family business, understanding the ropes, so I can handle things when you and Dad can't. Yeah, I remember," I confirmed in a low voice, aware that this was the most challenging part of the deal.

Business never floated my boat, especially the whole legal operations deal with my family's law firm. But the payoff was too sweet to pass up. And maybe a major life change was exactly what I needed.

"Good call," my mom chimed in, and I could practically picture her smiling. "I'll talk with your father. You'll come back for Christmas, right? We can discuss it in more detail then. Feel free to bring your... Boyfriend along if you want."

The rest of the conversation was a bit of a blur. I knew I'd just made a call that would steer my life for the next few years. No clue if I'd regret it or what kind of person it'd turn me into. But I would do anything to beat the heartache gnawing at my chest. Maybe I was running away. Maybe I just wanted to ditch the sadness.

Perhaps I just wanted to wipe clean the pained look James and I exchanged moments ago. Maybe I wanted to forget that he chose not to come after me, not to offer me any comfort.

But did any of it really matter?

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tag list: @killazilla777

[creepyblasphemy]

We are close to Christmas, so made special vídeo. Enjoy ! ( Its in my mother language, Sorry !)

Nós já estamos perto do natal, resolvi fazer um vídeo especial, apreciem !

[steddio]

I was at the rock and roll hall of fame today in cleveland and all I could think about was how much eddie would have loved it 🥹🥲 (ronnie james dio’s sheet music, james hetfield’s guitars, handwritten lyrics to enter sandman, stage costumes from judas priest…)

[santoro]

Judas Priest vocalist Rob & James Hetfield performing🤘#metallica #judasp...

[ngdrb]

Greatest rock guitar duos

The world of rock music has been significantly shaped by the contributions of legendary guitar duos. These dynamic pairs have not only revolutionized the genre with their exceptional skills but also created timeless music that continues to inspire generations. This article delves into the greatest rock duo guitarists, exploring their unique styles, groundbreaking techniques, and the indelible impact they have left on the rock music landscape. By examining the synergy between these guitarists, we aim to understand how their collaborations have redefined the boundaries of rock music and solidified their places in music history.

Keith Richards & Brian Jones (The Rolling Stones): Keith Richards and Brian Jones were the driving force behind The Rolling Stones during their early years. Brian Jones, with his innovative slide guitar work, added a bluesy edge to the band’s sound. However, tensions arose, and Keith Richards eventually took over as the primary guitarist. Their dynamic chemistry shaped the Stones’ iconic hits, and even though Jones tragically passed away in 1969, their legacy endures .

Joe Perry & Brad Whitford (Aerosmith): Joe Perry and Brad Whitford formed a formidable guitar duo in Aerosmith. Perry’s fiery solos and Whitford’s rhythmic prowess blended seamlessly, creating the band’s signature sound. Their collaboration produced timeless hits like “Dream On,” “Walk This Way,” and “Sweet Emotion”.

Angus & Malcolm Young (AC/DC): Angus Young’s electrifying lead guitar work paired perfectly with Malcolm Young’s solid rhythm playing. Together, they defined AC/DC’s raw, high-energy rock sound. Malcolm’s songwriting and Angus’s iconic schoolboy persona made them an unforgettable duo.

James Hetfield & Kirk Hammett (Metallica): James Hetfield’s powerful rhythm guitar and Kirk Hammett’s melodic lead lines propelled Metallica to metal superstardom. Their synergy on tracks like “Enter Sandman,” “Master of Puppets,” and “One” solidified their place in rock history.

Dickey Betts & Duane Allman (The Allman Brothers Band): Dickey Betts and Duane Allman pioneered twin guitar harmonies, revolutionizing rock music. Their intricate interplay, showcased in songs like “Jessica” and “In Memory of Elizabeth Reed,” remains influential to this day.

Dickie Betts & Warren Haynes (The Allman Brothers Band): After Duane Allman’s tragic death, Dickie Betts continued to shine alongside Warren Haynes. Their soulful, blues-infused guitar work carried on the Allman Brothers’ legacy.

Slash & Izzy Stradlin (Guns N’ Roses): Slash’s iconic lead guitar solos and Izzy Stradlin’s gritty rhythm guitar defined Guns N’ Roses’ rebellious sound. Together, they rocked the world with hits like “Sweet Child o’ Mine” and “November Rain.”

Stone Gossard & Mike McCready (Pearl Jam): Stone Gossard’s textured chords and Mike McCready’s emotive solos shaped Pearl Jam’s grunge rock anthems. Their synergy elevated tracks like “Alive” and “Black.”Glenn Tipton & K.K. Downing (Judas Priest): Glenn Tipton and K.K. Downing forged the dual guitar attack that defined Judas Priest’s heavy metal sound. 

10. Glenn Tipton & K.K. Downing (Judas Priest): Glenn Tipton and K.K. Downing forged the dual guitar attack that defined Judas Priest’s heavy metal sound. Their harmonized leads and aggressive riffs influenced countless metal bands.

11. Charlie Hargrett & Jay Johnson (Blackfoot) Charlie Hargrett was a pivotal guitarist in Blackfoot’s classic lineup. Alongside Rickey Medlocke, he contributed to the band’s signature Southern rock sound. Blackfoot embarked on a tour, and Jay Johnson joined as a guitarist and vocalist. Although not part of the classic lineup, Johnson brought his own flair to the band. His guitar work complemented the legacy left by Hargrett and Medlocke. Together, they kept the Blackfoot spirit alive.

12. Gary Rossington & Allen Collins (Lynard Skynard): When it comes to Lynyrd Skynyrd, the guitar duo that stands out prominently is Gary Rossington and Allen Collins. Let’s dive into their legendary partnership:

Gary Rossington:, As a founding member of Lynyrd Skynyrd, Gary Rossington played a pivotal role in shaping the band’s sound. His soulful and expressive guitar work contributed to hits like “Sweet Home Alabama,” “Simple Man,” and “Tuesday’s Gone” . Rossington’s slide guitar solos and melodic riffs became synonymous with the Lynyrd Skynyrd sound. His ability to blend rock, blues, and country elements created a unique sonic landscape.

Allen Collins: Allen Collins was another key guitarist in the band. His partnership with Rossington created a formidable guitar duo that defined Lynyrd Skynyrd’s dual-guitar sound. The intricate interplay between the two guitarists and their harmonized solos became a hallmark of the band’s live performances, captivating audiences with their dynamic and electrifying stage presence Collins co-wrote many of Lynyrd Skynyrd’s beloved hits, including “Free Bird,” “Sweet Home Alabama,” and “Tuesday’s Gone”.

These guitarists not only complemented each other but also elevated Lynyrd Skynyrd’s music to iconic status. Their legacy lives on, inspiring generations of rock enthusiasts.

[x--daughters-of-darkness--x]

DORO PESCH 'Could Tell' METALLICA Was Going To Be Big When She First Saw Them In 1984

In a new interview with DJ Ramo (a.k.a. Omar Rodriguez) of The Metal Mixtape, German metal queen Doro Pesch reflected on the first time she met the members of METALLICA, in particular the band's then-bassist Cliff Burton. The singer, who was fronting the band WARLOCK at the time of her METALLICA encounter, said (as transcribed by BLABBERMOUTH.NET): "[Cliff] was so relaxed. He was so relaxed, like really like cool and he played fantastic bass. And he was always smiling, always in a good mood. He was really, yeah, very cool. And he had more like a — can I say? — more like a hippie attitude, like totally relaxed and cool.

"The first time I met them, that was actually in '84, I think," she continued. "We got a phone call and it was a promoter in the Netherlands. And he said, 'Hey, you guys wanna play a show? I have a little club here.' And we said, 'That's cool.' And there was one band pulling out and, I just found out who it was; it was actually TWISTED SISTER. They were supposed to play, but they didn't play. I don't know. And they said, 'You guys wanna play?' And we said, 'Yes.' And the guy said, 'Wait, but there's another band from America. They're coming from far away, from San Francisco. You guys have to play before that band.' And we said, 'Yeah, no problem. Super.' So we went to the Netherlands. And we were playing a show. It was maybe 400 people there, all going crazy, headbanging, sweating. It was fantastic. And then we said, 'Hey, let's check out this band, the other band.' And it was METALLICA. And they walked onstage, and I thought, 'Wow.'

"Back in the day, it was very hard to even get information — no Internet, no cellphones," she explained. "You just had like these little fanzines, and usually it was like handwritten notes and then photocopies, maybe a black-and-white photo, but a photocopy, so we didn't know them so well before. And then they did a fantastic show. And you could tell they would be big; you could tell. And then I fell in love with their music and 'Kill 'Em All' and 'Ride The Lightning'. And then we did another big festival. Actually, VENOM was the headliner. It was the Metal Hammer festival in Germany. It was based on the Rhine River. It was really nice. It's called Loreley. And VENOM was headliner, and METALLICA and WARLOCK and all the other bands, we were kind of the support bands. And then it was a big deal. And then, soon after, METALLICA, they blew up and they were, like, 'Wow.'

"I always loved them. And I was a big fan. That's the reason why I wanted to [cover METALLICA's] 'The Four Horsemen' [for my new album, 'Conqueress - Forever Strong And Proud'] because I love that song so much. And I love the early METALLICA. I love it all, but the early stuff, it was, yeah, it was so influential. And they were all so nice. They were so nice to us — James Hetfield and Kirk Hammett and Lars Ulrich and Cliff Burton.

"And then we were actually supposed to play a big festival in Scandinavia. We were on tour with JUDAS PRIEST in 1986. It was my first big tour. I couldn't believe it. And we were supposed to play a big festival in Scandinavia — METALLICA, JUDAS PRIEST and WARLOCK. And we were in our tour bus, and I could feel there was something not right — really dark skies. It wasn't cold but it was bad weather. We were sitting in the tour bus and we had a strange feeling. And suddenly I had a really, really strange vibe. And I thought, 'Man, I hope everything is okay.' And then we went to the — it was a big festival setting. Then we came there, and nobody showed up. And we thought, 'Hmm, that's really strange.' And then later on, a couple of hours later, we found out that METALLICA had this bad accident and that Cliff lost his life. That was the first time that we felt, 'Oh, one of us is gone.' It was so unbelievable. And the show didn't take place then, and the whole tour was… Yeah, we were all, like, really, really shocked and sad. And at first, we couldn't believe it. We were just watching some rumors and stuff, but we thought, 'Everything is okay.' You know when you're a teenager, you think, 'Oh, fuck it, it will be okay.' But no, it wasn't.

"I saw [METALLICA] last time [in 2015]," Doro added. 'We played together. I was in Rock In Rio, in Brazil, and I played there with ANGRA, a Brazilian band, and Dee Snider was there, and METALLICA played there, and that's when I last saw them.

"Yeah, [METALLICA] was always one of my favorite bands."

"Conqueress - Forever Strong And Proud" was released on October 27 via Nuclear Blast.

[queer-and-nerdy]

this has been tumbling around in my mind for the last week so now i have to expose all of you to it. shoutout to @wellgoslowly for listening to this in person

lockwood LOVES listening to classic rock and metal (as well as a few older pop-punk but he'll never admit to it). anything from the seventies and eighties (he pretends that no other era of metal exists and if you even say the phrase "nu metal" around him he WILL see red and draw his rapier). it doesn't matter who the band is or what subgenre they are, as long as the song was released pre-nineties he loves it, although he tends to prefer more mainstream bands and artists (respect) like ozzy osbourne, judas priest, kiss, etc. the only band he will break this rule for is metallica - they are his all-time favorite band and i will die on that hill. and when i say he WORSHIPS james hetfield... that is an UNDERSTATEMENT. james is like a pseudo-father to him. he doesn't want to put posters on his walls so he keeps a scrapbook of pictures cut out of old magazines of james, lars, kirk, cliff, even jason and rob. he is a number one dave mustaine hater and will defend lars's drumming skills until he's blue in the face. lucy got him a signed copy of ride the lightning for his birthday one year and george didn't see either of them leave lockwood's room for a week. there are only three things he loves in this world: his family, his friends, and james hetfield.

lucy, i feel like, has the most whiplash taste in music. like, yes, we can all agree lucy is your average indie pop listener and i am a major supporter of that hc (i know what linnie’s playlists sound like) but i guarantee you when she shuffles her most-listened-to playlist it goes from crane wives immediately to cannibal corpse. she loves death metal, deathcore, goregrind; the nastier the better (except for black metal - iykyk). the era doesn’t matter to her either although she tends to gravitate toward the older stuff. think opeth, cryptosy, morbid angel, deicide, obituary, venom, slayer, even xavlegimaofffassssitimiwoanindutroabcwapwaeiippohfffx - she loves playing the “can i figure out the name of the band given the logo” game and if she loses she listens to them. she finds it a great way to unleash her stress and anger without hurting herself or others or even taking it out on a case. she doesn't like to mosh (autism) but she loves watching people in the pit at concerts. she drags lockwood and george to the store to help her pick out plushies to give to corpsegrinder. one night she goes to a taylor swift concert and rushes out at the end to make it to sanguisugabogg in time. she's also a big female-rage/female-led fan (fem supporting fem yk how it is). if there is even a single fem-presenting band member she is instantly ride-or-die (within reason, of course). any time conquer divide/castrator/cyrpta do an eu tour she essentially becomes a roadie.

george. oh, george. my beloved kin. the only one who understands me and i him. his taste in rock and metal is... i don't know a better way to describe it other than neurodivergent fruity. it needs to have some kind of element to it that he can latch onto other than just the music - costumes, over-the-top production, detailed lore, etc. like lockwood, he doesn't really care about the subgenre; as long as he likes the sound he'll listen. he tends to frequent more of the nu/prog/melodic/symphonic side of metal, though. he's your average autistic ghost fan and makes it everyone else's problem. he knows all the lore and has dedicated his life to every incarnation of papa (primo is his favorite but he loves them all). he can tell the ghouls in every era apart in an instant and is a consistent quintessence ghoul kinnie. he will not hesitate to get into twitter beef to defend his opinions (bro's in the trenches of toxic ghostwt). he's one of the most well-known ghost accounts on every social media platform and actively writes fanfiction (about the characters, NOT the real people), character analyses, and essays. he's also a HUGE sleep token fan (he understands their lore better than vessel himself and has created a youtube commentary channel just to break down each of their songs) and ice nine kills fan (he's a number one ricky armellino lover and has forced lockwood and lucy to watch all of the horror movies that the silver scream one and two are based off of). he loves avatar and made his own ringmaster costume (lucy walked in on him trying to recreate johannes's makeup and slowly backed out of the room; the situation was never mentioned again) and when chris motionless unveiled his new hair he screamed so loud that the others thought someone had broken into portland row (lockwood had to restrain him while lucy hid his laptop to prevent him from ordering purple hair dye). he has a ziplock bag of (definitely expired) marshmallows that he calls his “rammstein concert care package.” he pretends to be a gatekeeper but the instant someone mentions even a passing interest in any of his favorite bands he will burst into tears.

skull enjoys smooth jazz.

[he13na]

to be in love with a rockstar feels like your soul is on fire. in a beautiful, vivid, passionate way. it's amazing, the power you can feel just through sound when someone's voice has that effect on you... a million miles apart, yet they have you on your knees and under their spell and you'd crawl and do anything just to be in the same room with them on stage. it's intoxicating. their music sets you free and you're so much more alive in another world than you were a minute ago. it transforms you. there's a non-physical soul connection.