Big brothers and metal

My sister is 17, so we have a large age gap. We have lived apart from each other all our lives. Whenever I see her, something’s different – she’s taller, has glasses, has contacts, and so on. Hoping to influence her tastes, I’ve given her various albums over the years. Some have been hits (Ken Burns’ jazz box set, Stolen Babies); some have not (Pink Floyd, Northern State).

Apocalyptica – Angel of Death

Recently she visited me. I was delighted to discover that she liked the Cynic and Dead Can Dance CD’s I gave her. Since I last saw her, she had started liking some metal – Metallica, Slayer, Iron Maiden. I asked her what Maiden she liked. “‘Alexander the Great,’” she said. “And some other song.” Her knowledge of Metallica, too, was only several songs deep. It turned out that she did not own or listen to albums. Instead, she downloaded random songs from P2P networks.

I was horrified. She did not know what the cover to Somewhere in Time looked like. I marched her over to a computer to rectify this. She seemed unimpressed. “There’s a lot going on,” she said. Kids these days! I asked her what Slayer she liked. “‘Angel of Death,’” she said. Good! But she didn’t know what the song was about, because she had heard the Apocalyptica cover first. Bad! (Actually, the cover is shredding. Headbanging to cellos sans drums is in fact possible.)

She also liked Disturbed. This, of course, disturbed me. In no uncertain terms, I tried to nip that in the bud. I felt like I had been derelict as a big brother. What is the job of a big brother, if not to train younger ones in the ways of metal? Still, my 17 year-old sister in 2009 likes Queensrÿche (or three songs, at least). She didn’t blink when I put on General Surgery. I can’t be doing that badly.

- Cosmo Lee