Friday, December 10, 2004

Cemetery Gates

**Cemetery Gates is by Pantera. How appropriate.**

Well, it's been 24+ hours since the metal world learned of the untimely death of Dimebag Darrell. I've had time to mull this over, cry about it, bitch about it, be sad, be nostalgic, be drunk. Every rockstar releases a statement when someone dies. What about us average people? Here is my statement.

I've never met Dimebag. Never sat with him and drank or smoked or done whatever. I've always wanted to sit down and pick his brain about music, let him know how much Pantera meant to me growing up a crazy metal chick in St. Louis. I'll never get that chance.

At least I was lucky enough to see Pantera live at Ozzfest 2000. Now granted, at the time, I had a mad crush on Phil "I've got frontman syndrome" Anselmo. But I was always drawn to Dime's amazing guitar crunches and riffs. That dude sure could play.

It's so weird talking about him in the past tense. For the last 36 hours, I've heard "He WAS a great guitarist" "When he WAS alive", etc. I don't think it's quite set in for a lot of us yet. The thought of there never being a Pantera reunion, another Damageplan album, or a show here in STL featuring Dime is a large idea to wrap one's head around.

I know a lot of my friends out there have no clue why I keep beating myself up over this. Imagine if a person you looked up to, that you idolized for so many years was taken from you in the most brutal of ways. Imagine the grief. The entire metal community, which I belong to, is reeling. Hold your smartass comments until we've had some time.

This makes me disgusted to be a human. The fact that another human being could so savagely kill someone makes me sick to my stomach. Dime was shot 6 times, point blank range, in the face, in front of his fans, his bandmates, and his brother. The one thing that sets me at ease in all this was that he died doing what he loved -- playing music, entertaining, shredding the fuck out.

I pray for the family of Nathan Gale, the gunman, that they will be able to come to terms with the fact that their now deceased son took the life of another man. However, I wish Gale an eternity of hellfire and pain. May he rot in the pits of hell for all eternity.

End statement.

December 19, Scarlet Whore will take the stage at Pops, with the spirit and memory of Dime in their hearts and minds. It will be a somber time. The band will be wearing black armbands in memory of Dime. I encourage you all to come out and support not only the band, but the memory of Dimebag. December 19 is for him, not for Scarlet Whore.

With that, I bid you all farewell for tonight. Tonight, tell someone close to you how much you love them. You never know what may happen.

HIZZ

Link : VinnieandDime.com
Sounds : Pantera "This Love" (is, was, and always will be my favorite Pantera song)

1 comment:

Quilled One said...

Andrea, I apologize that I don't see it as being too big of a deal about Dimebag. For me, it's the same as the people being slaughtered in the Middle East, the same as the people killed every day with violence like this - tragic, but not personal loss. I would feel differently if this were someone I was close to, I suppose. I'm not a metal-head, so that has a lot to do with it. But just because I don't grieve for Abbott doesn't mean I don't understand why YOU are. To you, and the other metal-people I know, I am sorry for your loss.