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Maybe she's just trying to send you to the bad place more forcefully' date=' so she doesn't have to put up with your music in the afterlife?[/quote'] Well, Drottnar and Aletheian are Christian so it's going to be tough up there anyway.
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Don't you also get Sympathy, and Mortification, and all those bands I heard in high school like Seventh Angel and Tourniquet? Whereas Dave (probably) gets Motorhead, definitely Akercocke, probably TON despite Pete's return to the church, definitely Deicide (here's hoping Satan makes them play their old stuff)... Slayer, no saving them... on the fence about Megadeth though personally I'd hope they go upstairs, the further the better... I'm guessing Dave gets Rush, no room for "secularists";)... And you'll have to sit through all those horrendous church bands in between Alethian sets. Dave might have a better deal going here.:-D

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Don't you also get Sympathy, and Mortification, and all those bands I heard in high school like Seventh Angel and Tourniquet? Whereas Dave (probably) gets Motorhead, definitely Akercocke, probably TON despite Pete's return to the church, definitely Deicide (here's hoping Satan makes them play their old stuff)... Slayer, no saving them... on the fence about Megadeth though personally I'd hope they go upstairs, the further the better... I'm guessing Dave gets Rush, no room for "secularists";)... And you'll have to sit through all those horrendous church bands in between Alethian sets. Dave might have a better deal going here.:-D
God will send praise bands to hell for lying when they call themselves 'musicians' instead of 'attention-seeking talentless prima donnas'. Except for the Newsboys and Steven Curtis Chapman. They're nice. I could rant about praise bands, and indeed the concept of 'Christian metal', but I won't do it on this thread. By the way, I do realize there's a difference between secularism and atheism. Christianity actually teaches secularism on a basic level.
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God will send praise bands to hell for lying when they call themselves 'musicians' instead of 'attention-seeking talentless prima donnas'. Except for the Newsboys and Steven Curtis Chapman. They're nice. I could rant about praise bands, and indeed the concept of 'Christian metal', but I won't do it on this thread. By the way, I do realize there's a difference between secularism and atheism. Christianity actually teaches secularism on a basic level.
Wouldn't Purgatory be the best place for bands like that? Seems perfect to me... maybe it's time to re-envision Purgatory as an endless beige hallway with drop ceilings and terrible church bands set up on risers every few hundred feet. When you run far enough away that you can't hear the band, that's when you realize there are speakers in the ceiling, softly playing Kenny G and "The Girl From Ipanema". And that's how it goes... you run and run until you've finally learned your lesson.:D
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No Alabaster that's way too harsh for purgatory. No one would learn their lesson they'd just curse God for being so cruel it would be like a second hell.
You finally see what looks like a turn-off ahead, and, tripping over tangled mic cables while dodging well-meaning pamphlet holders and folding chairs, you stumble towards it at the fastest pace you can maintain; you've neither eaten nor heard anything other than Kenny G and shitty church rock for what seems like years, though time has no meaning here. Many times you've repented, hoping in your heart that it was sincere enough, but to no avail; and countless other times, you've prayed for death, only to realize that you already tried that and it didn't work. Even sleep has been denied you. So, frail and nervous, you hurry towards the first and only turn-off you've seen in what must be hundreds of miles. As you approach, the essence of golden sunlight seems to explode in your brain: faint and far away, you hear the opening chords of "For Those About To Rock". Like a starving beggar before a banquet table, you lurch around the corner, seeing it - finally! - a pair of elevator doors, with a single control button set into the wall beside them. And from behind them, muffled but unquestionable, pounds the inimitable rhythm of AC/DC, matching your pulse, seeming to control your very heart. Hope flaring in your breast, the Muzak all but forgotten, you dive forward, slam your hand against the button, and tumble through the doors as they slide open. They clang shut behind you, and the elevator rises for what feels like five or six feet - and then creaks to a halt. And that's when you realize that you can't hear AC/DC anymore. As the fluorescent lights flicker and a PM Dawn album starts up, you realize that your punishment isn't over - in fact it's just beginning - and that the hallway you thought was Purgatory was, in fact, just one of the countless vestibules of Hell.:twisted:
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You finally see what looks like a turn-off ahead' date=' and, tripping over tangled mic cables while dodging well-meaning pamphlet holders and folding chairs, you stumble towards it at the fastest pace you can maintain; you've neither eaten nor heard anything other than Kenny G and shitty church rock for what seems like years, though time has no meaning here. Many times you've repented, hoping in your heart that it was sincere enough, but to no avail; and countless other times, you've prayed for death, only to realize that you already tried that and it didn't work. Even sleep has been denied you. So, frail and nervous, you hurry towards the first and only turn-off you've seen in what must be hundreds of miles. As you approach, the essence of golden sunlight seems to explode in your brain: faint and far away, you hear the opening chords of "For Those About To Rock". Like a starving beggar before a banquet table, you lurch around the corner, seeing it - finally! - a pair of elevator doors, with a single control button set into the wall beside them. And from behind them, muffled but unquestionable, pounds the inimitable rhythm of AC/DC, matching your pulse, seeming to control your very heart. Hope flaring in your breast, the Muzak all but forgotten, you dive forward, slam your hand against the button, and tumble through the doors as they slide open. They clang shut behind you, and the elevator rises for what feels like five or six feet - and then creaks to a halt. And that's when you realize that you can't hear AC/DC anymore. As the fluorescent lights flicker and a PM Dawn album starts up, you realize that your punishment isn't over - in fact it's just beginning - and that the hallway you thought was Purgatory was, in fact, just one of the countless vestibules of Hell.:twisted:[/quote'] So is this a new set of lyrics then?
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Hello there. So last Jan. 20 something, I am soooo angry of my teacher.. I've made an issue - I insulted my teacher and someone told it to her. Then after the issue has gone worse and worse, they want to call my parent(s). There it goes, my dad now knows what I've done. He thinks that METAL is the influence why I said "fuck u" to the teacher. He described metal as "they stick the idea of being demonic, being very crazy, and they tell you to suicide. They swear to influence people to swear too. I don't like metal." I'm not even listening to any metal genre of that kind. Just people swearing BUT the thing that insulting my teacher didn't even come to my mind. Its just plain anger and social influence that made me insult my teacher. Metal isn't even negative, metal makes me very positive and very happy just like Pop music makes my dad positive and happy. I can't force myself to not get angry on my dad. His view of metal is just very, very, very wrong and its affecting people. And now the worst scenario - he deleted ALL of the metal songs that I have in my computer. And its all 2GB worth of .mp3's. Good thing that I have all of them in my cellphone and I can restore it. I can't just contain it. Its very annoying and its hurting my relationship to him.

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I can't force myself to not get angry on my dad.
You have enough self-control to ensure your anger doesn't manifest itself outwardly. I imagine you surely have enough wherewithal not to curse at your professors. Actions like those are not going to help with convincing your dad that metal doesn't have an averse effect on the listener. As for what to do, I have no idea. I don't know you; there may be aspects of your behavior that aren't helpful in defending the genre to your father and maybe there are some that are. Becoming more articulate and patient certainly helped me, as did learning a bit about literature and symbolism (in order to understand lyrics and album art). It also helps to make 'concessions' whenever possible - listening to your music at a reasonable volume or over headphones works well for me. The more unobtrusive you can be whilst enjoying yourself the better.
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Firstly welcome back. It's important to remain calm. Getting angry about this doesn't help you at all. It was wrong of your dad to delete your music if the computer is yours. That is your personal property and should not be tampered with by any individual. If it's a shared computer however then different story. It seems your father finds metal genuinely offensive and so you are unlikely to change his outlook. What you can do is calmly explain what happened. If he sees that you aren't acting out it could place less stress on both of you. I'm probably not the best person to be giving advice though I don't have a particularly good relationship with either my dad or my step-dad.

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We could spend a great deal of time speculating on why his dad behaves how he does. Unfortunately it probably won't help our friend here very much. Iceni may be on the money here. Expressing yourself in an articulate and calm manner coupled with a better understanding of the imagery associated with metal may well be the best path to take here. You could do some research to support your position. If you take that path though you would need to put forward a positive argument. So rather then saying "There seems to be no evidence to suggest X" an argument which states "There is strong evidence which supports Y".

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