Every Christmas, my siblings and I make Christmas cards for each member of my family. It’s a wonderful, heartwarming and adorable traditional. There’s only one problem. Each year, one of us inevitably drops the ball. Three of us will come to the table on Christmas Eve with our hard work in hand and the black sheep of the evening will either A) come empty handed or B) have a handful of cloned evergreen cutouts with “Merry Christmas” hastily scribbled on them with Sharpie. There’s no punishment except, you know, the horrible guilt that haunts them for not loving their family.
Well, after arriving home a couple days before Christmas 2005, my brother Christian and I realized that
Shyeah! As if!
And lo, the angel of metal came before Christian and I, and the glory of metal shone ‘round us and we were not afraid at all because this song was going to kick ass. And the angel said unto us, “Wait, if you’re parodying the Bible verse, aren’t you two supposed to be afraid of my splendor?” And we answered, “We are not afraid. Now get the hell out of our house before we call the cops.” The angel responded, “Whoa, we’re all cool here. Everything is cool. Could I maybe just like, I don’t know, hang out for a little bit? I don’t think the bus back to heaven comes for another 45 minutes.” Christian and I, being benevolent men, allowed this.
Anyway, we put our metal brains together and created a piece of Christmas cheer that has the power to make even the stiffest of necks bang. It’s starts off slowly, following the normal melody for the most part, but just wait until the second half kicks in. Hello over-indulgent soloing and the single most awesome tapping section ever recorded (it’s at 1:55 and seriously, it’s mind-bogglingly ridiculous).
So, my Shredders, I give you…
Emmaneu-Metal
It’s like Trans-Siberian Orchestra only less cheesy and cheesier at the same time.
Download Emmaneu-Metal and officially make Christmas bad ass.
