Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Home Of Metal...YEAH!
Finally spent a very enjoyable few hours at the Home Of Metal exhibition yesterday and can thoroughly recommend it to anyone with even a passing interest in music (metal or otherwise). If you want to see what Ozzy’s living room looked like or fancy sniffing the crotch of one of Rob Halford’s stage costumes then Home of Metal’s definitely your bag.
Smell my groin you muthas! Sadly it’s only on until 25th September, when the ticket stubs, plectrums, guitars, fanzines and vinyl will return to the various bedrooms of the fans that kindly lent them to the organisers. Shame. I reckon Birmingham deserves a permanent museum dedicated to the music that sprang from streets of the Midlands. On top of being the birthplace of metal there’s Duran Duran, Dexy’s, Fuzzbox, Slade, ELO, Moody Blues, The Move, Traffic, The Charlatans, Editors, Wonderstuff, PWEI, Pram, Broadcast, Ocean Colour Scene, Misty’s Big Adventure, Dodgy, UB40...you get the idea. I seem to recall there was a plan to do something like this at the old Futurist Cinema some time ago before it became another lap dancing joint. What happened eh? Personally I'd be quite happy to pay a fiver to get up close and personal with Simon Le Bon's hairband or Vix from Fuzzbox's hot pants...drool...hot pants...
Anyway. Home of Metal. Go. Now. While you still can. Or Ozzy'll come round and piss on you. He does that you know.