I frantically searched the vintage room searching for some clue to this haunting music. To the side of the room behind the coach which I had awoken on lies an open wardrobe. Within it rows of disc sat with odd images and titles posted adjacent to them. I quickly gathered the disc and brought them to the strange contraption. I played disc after disc, mesmerized by their diverse sounds. Soon I realized that they told a story, a legend old of rebellion and heroism. It made me see the truth of the world I was living in. I may not know how I had arrived within the vintage room but what I did know was that this world I was living in was wrong. Gaga and pop is not all there is. It is my time to bring the rebellion back, bring the world to freedom. The era of Gaga was over and I had discovered METAL.