If metal is a horse, indie is a cow. A horse is a companion, a comrade. A cow is delicious, but it’s not something you can depend on. Me, I’d rather spend an hour adventuring through Asgard, journeying deep into the land of the runes before returning recharged to face my struggles, then spend an evening in my bedroom strumming a guitar and stressing over the cultural zeitgeist.
AMON AMARTH FOR PRESIDENT: Why Viking metal kicks fey Brooklyn ass
