Welcome to The Forge.
Formerly the name of two separate internet radio shows broadcast by Fairleigh Dickinson University students, The Forge is now the name of this blog, where I hope to continue the spirit of a project that began back in October 2011. This blog will be an independent outlet for rock and metal album reviews, as well as for editorial articles and general commentary on rock and metal news.
For those of you who are completely new to The Forge and/or are interested in what background I personally have concerning these genres, I have put together the following "brief" explanation.
One of the key things to understand about the genres of rock and metal music is their rich tradition of evolution. Name any modern rock or metal band and I guarantee you that the evolution of their sound can eventually be traced all the way back to the blues and jazz artists of the early twentieth century. True, the journey from Antonio Maggio to Marilyn Manson has been a long path with many forks, but the core musical elements have always remained. And whether or not the myriad genres spawned along the way have remained consistently popular, each one exists in their own niche for future generations to explore, and all are important to consider in relation to the continued evolution of the rock and metal genres.
...Except disco. Fuck disco.
(I
kid, I kid...)
As
a lifelong rock and metal fan myself, I find parallels in the evolution of my
own musical tastes. Many bands have come and gone from my collection of
cassettes, CD’s and iPods during the past two decades, but some have remained
for that entire timespan, and all were important steps in defining my personal
tastes.
For example, the following video is me, at the
age of two years old, dancing and singing to the songs “Haze” and “Charlie
Brown’s Parents” by the late-90s alternative rock band Dishwalla:
And
this is me, about 18 years later, admitting that the video exists to the band
before I went to see them perform for the first time:
I
was born on April 10th 1994, in the midst of arguably the most dramatically
volatile era of rock since The Beatles. As I was taking my first breaths in
southeastern Pennsylvania, over 2000 miles away in Seattle, Washington, preparations
were in place for a public memorial service that would be held later that day.
That service was for Kurt Cobain, lead singer and guitarist of the acclaimed grunge
band Nirvana, who had been found dead in his home two days earlier, his 27-year
life ended by the self-inflicted combination of a drug overdose and a gunshot
wound.
It has been claimed that the grunge “era” of rock music died with Cobain, and while I don’t feel that there’s any metaphysical or special distinction to my birthdate being the same date of Cobain’s funeral, I have often pointed it out as an odd coincidence that I feel encapsulates the open nature of my musical tastes, as I consider myself equally open to bands from before my birth and after it. And just as there was a grunge “era” of rock, predated by similar “eras” such as glam, punk, and psychedelic, I frequently visualize the evolution of my own musical tastes as being split into eras as well, with several distinct points along the timeline of my life that affected what I chose to listen to.
So let's take it from the top...
Like Kurt Cobain, my parents were both born in 1967, and while their tastes growing up differed in some respects (and still do to this day), my parents can both be definitively labeled as rock fans. My dad grew up listening to a diverse selection of classic 1970s bands such as KISS, Queen, Rush, Cheap Trick, and the Ramones just to name a few. During the glam-heavy 1980s, he opted to seek out less prominent alternative rock bands such as The Replacements and his personal favorite, The Alarm. My mom also shunned glam, spending her formative years listening predominantly to new wave rock bands including The Police, U2, INXS, and The Psychedelic Furs.
My parents were married shortly after graduating college in 1989, as the raw and stripped down energy of grunge was just beginning to leak out of Seattle into the global musical consciousness. Late 80s alt-rock groups like The Pixies, The Lemonheads and Jellyfish were soon joined by the likes of Soundgarden, Pearl Jam, Stone Temple Pilots, and Hole. As grunge was starting to die and I was starting to live, the Larimer family music library was further expanded to include the subsequent wave of alternative rock groups like Live, Smashing Pumpkins, Weezer, and No Doubt, with a smattering of modern punk bands like Rancid and Green Day.
The
best music-related childhood memories I have are centered around riding in the
family’s ‘92 Honda Accord with the radio tuned to 100.3 FM, better known to
Philadelphia rock fans by its unofficial callsign of Y-100. To this day I have
not enjoyed listening to a radio station as much as I enjoyed listening to
Y-100 as a child. To this day hearing just a few seconds of songs such as “What I Got”
by Sublime, “In the Meantime” by Spacehog, “When I Come Around” by Green Day, or “Sell
Out” by Reel Big Fish never fails to give me a jolt of nostalgia.
Just as often though, my dad would pop in a cassette from a more obscure upcoming band he had stumbled across, such as Then Again, Maybe I Won’t by Johnny Bravo (produced by Ric Ocasek of The Cars, one of my dad’s 80s alt-rock staples). My dad also had (and still has as far as I know) a large collection of cassettes containing assorted songs from the bands he grew up with, the quintessential Ramones compilation Ramones Mania being the one most requested by me.
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You wish your childhood role models were this cool. |
For
roughly the first decade of my life though, music was more of a background element. Something that was thoroughly enjoyed, but wasn’t something I felt actively
engaged in. Eventually though, my journey to enlightenment began, thanks to a 2003
film starring the modern crusader of rock and metal known as Jack Black.
Era II: Post-School of Rock (2005-2010)
Sometime
in 2005 I saw the Richard Linklater film School
of Rock starring Jack Black, Joan Cusack, and Sarah Silverman. For those of
you who haven’t seen or heard of this film, it’s well worth a watch for any
rock or metal fan. Jack Black stars as a struggling rock musician who, after
being kicked out of his own band, lands a job at a prestigious prep school by
impersonating his roommate, a substitute teacher. After discovering that
several of his students are very talented musicians, he convinces his entire
class to form a rock band and enter a Battle of the Bands competition, with the
intent of beating his former band.
Apart from giving me a newfound appreciation for some classic rock bands that I had little interest in previously, such as The Beatles, AC/DC, Led Zeppelin, and The Who, the film inspired me to start playing rock music myself. Not too long after seeing the film both my brother Carrick and I stopped playing piano, and while he converted to guitar, I chose drums.
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From my 45-degree toms and a crash cymbal that went perpendicular to the floor when hit, you can tell that I was an immediate pro... |
A second major boost to my musical enthusiasm occurred when I attended my first rock concert at the fabled Philadelphia arena known as The Spectrum in January of 2006. The band, a locally famous alt-rock group known as Ike, played on a flatbed truck that was rolled out onto the ice after a Philadelphia Phantoms hockey game. Only a couple hundred people stuck around for the band, but the atmosphere was like nothing I had experienced before.
While writing this article I searched for photos of that concert, and found only a half-dozen or so images from Google. One of them just happens to feature a young individual wearing an orange shirt and waving a foam finger. Based on my memories of the event, and what appears to be a familiar-looking Philadelphia Flyers windbreaker on the individual’s lap, I am about 99% sure that this person is indeed me.
A
third major musical boost came during a six-week family road trip across the
United States in the summer of 2006, when I first heard the album that ended up
being the first step on my path of independent musical discovery. About a week
into the trip, my brother received a copy of Green Day’s Grammy-winning 2004
“punk rock opera” American Idiot and
an MP3 player for his ninth birthday. Once the album’s tracks were loaded into
his device, I was given custody of the physical CD, and for the next four weeks
of long days in the car, I listened to it at least once or twice a day.
I was familiar with Green Day’s earlier “friendlier” work from my early childhood listening to Y100, but this new album was something different. This was far edgier music than anything I heard back in the old days, with nearly every song openly rebuking modern society and the government or covering very dark lyrical topics like drugs and suicide. I was a bit young still to fully comprehend it all, but once I had a taste of it, I wanted more.
For
Christmas of 2006, I asked for two albums from bands that have little in common
other than me discovering them both through the Internet of my own volition.
The first one, Move Along by The
All-American Rejects, was an upbeat and catchy indie rock album that appealed
to the alt-rock preferences established in my youth by bands like Dishwalla and
Spacehog. The second and more resonant album was Linkin Park’s second studio
album, Meteora. Linkin Park represents
an important period during my musical coming of age, not because their
extremely angsty, bordering on petulant lyrical themes appealed to my pubescent
sensitivity, but because musically I had never heard anything like them before.
Since about 1999 I had been almost completely out of the modern rock loop, relying on good ol’ Mom and Dad to stumble across bands more in line with their own tastes such as Audioslave or The Killers. I had no idea who bands like Korn or Limp Bizkit were, though perhaps that was ultimately for the best. With their uniquely well-crafted blend of hard rock with hip-hop and electronica influences that most of their nu-metal contemporaries could only dream of matching, Linkin Park quickly became my new favorite band to listen to.
As another important marker on my path to musical independence, Linkin Park was for me what every young music fan should and probably will find at some point: A band that their parents absolutely cannot stand. The combination of screaming vocals and rapping was a clear indicator from the start that Linkin Park would not be welcome on the family car radio.
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Even if I removed the band names and album titles, it wouldn't take a genius to guess which one of these wasn't parent-approved. |
Along
with American Idiot, Move Along and Meteora are also noteworthy due to the fact
they were the first albums that I learned to play along
to on the drums (or attempted to anyway). Soon enough though, Move Along dropped out of regular rotation
in my CD player, and after Linkin Park’s mediocre third album Minutes to Midnight was released in May
of 2007, I quickly became anxious to find something new and more exciting to
listen to.
Over the next couple of years I filled a succession of cheap two-gigabyte MP3 players with a mix of the bands I grew up with, as well as the more contemporary bands I was getting into at the time, the most prominent of which were Breaking Benjamin, Papa Roach, Saliva and Three Days Grace. My musical tastes once again began to stagnate though, as expanding my collection of songs was limited by the small capacity of the cheap MP3 players I was buying. In the early summer of 2010, after a successful first year at community college I decided to reward myself with an expensive purchase, but one that I felt I needed to continue my musical search. I purchased an eight-gigabyte iPod Touch, and nothing would ever be the same again.
Era III: Post-iPod (2010-2012)
As
soon as I got that iPod, I got to work on filling it up. The summer of 2010
would afterwards be remembered as the summer when I discovered the power of heavy
metal. Metallica, Megadeth, and Disturbed were my gateway bands. Disturbed in
particular had enough in common with the nu-metal sound on their debut album The Sickness to pique my initial
interest, but thankfully had shed that style on their subsequent albums in
favor of a more classic metal sound with a slight modern edge. On the advice of
some metalhead friends I initially chose to restrict my exploration of
Metallica and Megadeth to the earliest four or five albums from each band, which
worked out quite well as I immediately locked onto the punk rock influence that
was audible in thrash metal.
During that following year I started regularly
listening to rock radio for the first time in years, latching onto what would ultimately
turn out to be the last year of classic rock programming from Philadelphia
station 94.1 WYSP. “Classic rock” in this case meant bands from the 70s, 80s, and 90s, so the station simultaneously rekindled
my interest in bands from the Y100 days like Pearl Jam and Smashing Pumpkins,
as well as encouraging me to check out groups from the 70s and 80s like Cheap
Trick and Guns ‘N Roses. The two biggest 90s bands I had just gotten into
around this time were Rage Against The Machine and Nirvana, but despite the
presence of the latter on my musical radar, my full obsession with grunge would
not commence for another full year or so.
During
the fall of 2011, my friend James Louderback began attending Fairleigh
Dickinson University, a school that coincidentally happened to be high on my
list of potential colleges at the time. James quickly set up a heavy metal program
on the college’s internet streaming radio station with fellow student Brett
Deutsch. I tuned in to the unnamed show’s very first live broadcast on October
1st, 2011, and it was barely over before I was messaging back and forth with
James, asking how I could get involved. The first thing the show needed was a
name. It wasn’t very hard coming up with a bunch of potential names for a heavy
metal show broadcast from the campus of a university whose mascot is a devil, on
a station named “Hell Radio”...
After
about an hour of back and forth brainstorming, I made what would turn out to be
my final suggestion, “The Forge”, which I felt was a perfect description for a
program where various styles of rock and metal would be combined to form
something awesome. Within a day I had a logo ready, and by the time the
following week’s show aired I had put together an intro and outro for the show,
along with a Facebook page, which I updated live during all subsequent
broadcasts. During the show’s run from October 2011 to May 2012, I was exposed
to just about every variety of heavy metal in existence, some of which I liked,
a lot of which I didn’t.
James was, and still is, a bit of a metal
hipster with little tolerance for modern mainstream metal. I have a longtime
joke about James, regarding the likelihood that he could make a top ten list of
his favorite Argentinian death metal bands, the implication being that he knows
of and enjoys more than ten in the first place. Any clashes over programming
were tongue in cheek though, and the show was a fun education on the broader
world of metal. I had my first meaningful encounters with classic metal bands
like Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, and Dio, but also was introduced to more
obscure groups such as White Wizzard and Hirax.
The peak of the show occurred in April 2012,
when Hirax frontman and California thrash scene veteran Katon W. De Pena gave a
live interview that lasted over two hours, covering topics ranging from the
state of modern metal, to criticism of music censorship, to stories of hanging
out with his metalhead friends in high school, who included James Hetfield of
Metallica and Dave Mustaine of Megadeth. As the summer of 2012 approached,
James and I were excited for the future of the show. Brett had unofficially
relinquished his co-hosting duties by the beginning of the show’s second
season, and I was fully prepared and ready to join James in the studio once I
started attending FDU that following August, and convert the previously metal-centric
show into a full-fledged rock and metal cornucopia.
Era IV: Post-Forge (2012-Present)
Partially
to prepare for the next season of The Forge, and partially because I was
running out of space on my 8-gig iPod, I upgraded to a larger fourth-generation
32-gig iPod Touch at the beginning of the summer of 2012, which allowed me even
greater freedom to add new music to my collection. I remember very little of
that summer, probably because many of my daylight hours were spent editing the
feature film I had shot with my friends the previous summer, while my nighttime
hours were often spent awake until dawn, downloading the complete discographies
of whatever bands I had just recently discovered.
The two bands that most defined that summer
for me were Soundgarden and Alice in Chains, which have remained my two favorite
bands since that point. From my dad’s album collection I was already somewhat
familiar with Soundgarden’s 1994 album Superunknown
and 1996’s Down on the Upside, as
well as frontman Chris Cornell’s more recent solo work and three albums with
Audioslave. Once I delved further into Soundgarden’s earlier discography
though, they quickly shot to my personal number one spot, and it was
particularly exciting to learn that after a sixteen-year hiatus, they were
releasing a new album in just a few more months.
Alice in Chains on the other hand was
completely new musical ground for me. They were a band whose music I only vaguely
remembered hearing every once in a while on the radio during my childhood, as they
were the only one of the major grunge bands that my parents never really got into.
As far as I was concerned they were the most exciting “new” band I had
discovered since Disturbed, with their combination of dark lyrics delivered by
the uncanny vocal talents of Layne Staley, and the wicked distorted guitar
riffs of Jerry Cantrell.
These two bands set off a bit of a chain
reaction as I quickly delved into the complete discographies of familiar grunge
and post-grunge bands from my childhood like Stone Temple Pilots, Pearl Jam,
and Foo Fighters, and then even deeper into their predecessors like Mudhoney
and Mother Love Bone. Grunge quickly became my premier genre of choice.
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Those Hot Topic smiley face shirts are the bane of my existence. |
Other
genres were not neglected however, as I soon amassed the complete discographies
of classic metal acts including Black Sabbath, Iron Maiden, Motörhead, and
Judas Priest, punk rock groups such as Dropkick Murphys, Rancid, and Bad
Religion, and classic rock acts like AC/DC, Jimi Hendrix, and the unparalleled
Rush. I also went back into my parents’ album collection, to become
reacquainted with bands like Dishwalla, The Alarm, and Live. In hindsight, that
final carefree summer before the onset of college and my entry into the adult
world wasn’t just a major transition for my musical tastes, but for my life as
a whole.
Through an unfortunate combination of
circumstances, my first semester at FDU did not go as well as I hoped. Among
many other discouraging factors, the poorly administrated (at the time) FDU
Radio Club never confirmed a timeslot for “The Forge with James & Colin”
until the final week of the semester. Adding to my discouragement was the fact
that James was set to start studying abroad in China the following semester,
effectively destroying any remaining hope that The Forge would continue. After
this and many other setbacks during my first semester I spent much of my winter
break in a very dark place psychologically and emotionally.
Then
two things happened in quick succession that gave me the boost I needed to
press on with renewed confidence and energy. The first was a session with a
therapist, and the second was the announcement that both Soundgarden and Alice
in Chains were headlining the 2013 MMRBQ, the annual summer music festival
hosted by Philly’s primary rock station 93.3 WMMR. Furthermore, Disturbed
frontman Dave Draiman’s side project Device and Cheap Trick would be among the
openers.
Encouraged by my therapy and the prospect of
the MMRBQ, I dove into my second semester at FDU with gusto and ended up
experiencing the best semester overall out of my three years at FDU. The MMRBQ,
the largest concert I had attended up to that point, was an amazing experience,
and was soon followed by Rush and Black Sabbath shows later that summer. The
Rush concert, and the drumming of the legendary Neil Peart in particular,
inspired me to get back into playing the drums after I had lost interest for
several years, and by the following summer of 2014 I was regularly jamming and
writing songs with my guitarist friend Charlie Hudson.
I had also signed up for a radio class for
my fall semester, fully intending to finally resurrect The Forge. I pitched the
idea to classmate Courtnee Basista, a fellow Alice in Chains fan who I had
originally met under very bizarre circumstances during my second semester at
FDU, and she agreed to co-host. From that point in time two fantastic seasons
of “The Forge on FDU Radio” began, and were only ended by my inevitable
graduation in May 2015. Hosting and producing The Forge was the most fun and
exciting thing that I did during my entire senior year, and I might even say
the most fun and exciting thing I did during all of my time at FDU. By the time
I graduated it was just about the only thing that could have made me want to
stay in college any longer.
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The good ol' days... |
The
Forge ended up being the latest important step in my journey of musical
discovery, and I never got tired of how exciting it was to discuss rock and
metal music on-air, and to introduce listeners to bands that I had either grown
up with or had recently discovered. By starting this blog, my intent is to keep
the spirit of The Forge going and hopefully expand the word of its mission to
an even larger audience than that of a humble college radio station.
That
mission was, and still is:
1.
To give exposure to a wide variety of rock and metal bands, new and old, well known
and unknown.
2.
To contribute, in whatever small way possible, to keeping these genres alive
and well in the public’s musical consciousness.
3.
To help rock and metal fans everywhere discover new milestones on their own
musical journeys.
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