What A Wonderful World
To celebrate the fact that I’m on call this week (boo!), please let me present to you (for no apparent reason) Louis Armstrong:
You can’t see it, but I’m throwing the devil horns as hard as I can, unlike this cat from High Fidelity who doesn’t know the difference between the death fist and a shaka:
Yeah man, that’s very metal.
I always found it odd that metal has its own hand symbol, but opera/country/folk/etc doesn’t. You can’t legitimately throw up the horns at a jazz club, a job interview, or a church picnic and honestly look people in the eye come morning. It’s a shame really, because the horns are the ultimate, innate expression of everything that truly rocks. It’s the physical expression of what your soul feels is the epitome of cool.
Long live the devil horns.
