Any examination into heavy metal in Asheville runs into the inevitable gray area of what metal music is. And while this variety makes it difficult at times to tell who fits in where, one uniting and striking quality of Asheville’s metal scene is the joy its players take in their craft, regardless of material success.
Unless you’re looking to get pinched, St. Patrick’s Day is the day for wearing green. Green shirts, green shoes, green pants — even green hair.
So put on your fake green mustache, break out your Flogging Molly tee and indulge in St. Patrick’s Day events around the area, celebrating Appalachia’s Scots-Irish heritage — and the slightly offensive stereotype of booze-loving, beer-slamming bar-goers stomping the beat for a fiddle-fronted band.
Walking down Haywood Road (or Biltmore) (or Lexington), you stop by your usual hangout. Nearly everyone there greets you by name, and the tourists in the corner booth ask about your latest jaunt up the Blue Ridge Parkway. Your waitress asks, “The usual?” as she sets your favorite Asheville-brewed IPA down on your table. This […]