Death Metal MusicMusic and Culture on the Edge

I had a dental appointment and when I came into the waiting room the nurses were in a state of frenzy. A plane had crashed into the twin towers. They invited me back to their lounge to see it on TV. As I entered the second plane crashed. I remarked it must be a re-run. Then we were all in silence as the reporter said it was a second plane. The rest of the morning was silence. We were all ...

Let’s see… My earliest memories: one of the first records my father ever bought for me was the Jacksons’ Victory . That world tour they did, with screaming fans passing out and needing to be hospitalized, so very much like when the Beatles first came to America – not that I could appreciate the comparison at the time, me being only about 9 or 10. Of course, I begged my parents to get tickets, but tickets were impossible to get. You’d have to have a persistence that my parents did not have. It

More than 1,000 people attended the public memorial service for slain 2-year old Caylee Anthony. Family members shared memories of a sunny, funny little girl who loved popcorn and green beans. Her jailed mother remained silent.

It had completely escaped my notice that Capsule’s Home of Metal had its own website. It does. Whether you’re strangely attracted to Rob Halford’s bald head which gleams making him look a little like a roll-on deodorant, or it’s the poorly designed Aston Villa merchandise that adorned Napalm Death that really does it for you, then your memorabilia and memories could contribute to a fascinating digital archive of the music scene that the Midlands gave birth to. First up, you’re all invited to