Among my audiophile friends, a vocal wing likes to point out that, 25 years ago, although grunge ruled the musical landscape, at least three heavy metal bands outsold Nirvana: Guns N' Roses [Use Your Illusion 1 & 2]; Metallica [eponymous "black" album]; and Pantera [Vulgar Display Of Power].
During Fall '91, and most of Winter '92, I hardly noticed the 4 girls who lived on the 2nd floor below me and my college housemates. It's not that the girls hid or were anti-social. They were just quiet, clean, unobtrusive, and had classes at different blocks than my housemates. They never left anything on the balcony, stairs, or landing. They did not smoke. They did not cook smelly foods. Hell, it did not seem that they played to music, or turned up the volume, when watching TV/video. Geez, maybe even their vacuum cleaner was silent.
A week or two into the Spring '92 quarter, my college housemate Dave invited just the four girls from the 2nd floor. Previously, they had been over, with many other neighbors. It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, after lunch, well before dinner. The taller girl, Sandy, brought over some flowers, and was arranging them nicely in a glass vase on the kitchen table. I cannot remember the name of Sandy's roommate. It was something like Melinda, Melissa, Marisa. For this exercise's sake, I'll just go with Marisa.
Marisa was short (5'1"?), modest, anonymous, mousey, with straight dark (but not black like mine) hair. The few times she and I had crossed paths, she was not negative, ghostly, or unfriendly in any way. She was cordial, but only spoke a soft two sentences.
So while Dave and the other three girls were hanging out in the dining room and kitchen area, Marisa was in the living room, tinkering with Doug's and my Sony, Denon, Monster Cable, JBL stereo system.
Because of Marisa's quiet, reserved, placid nature, she stunned the hell out of me, when she sang along to Pantera's killer "Mouth For War." Not overly athletic, Marisa was not fast, spastic, and frenetic. Her soft voice had no range, and she did not put any anger into her singing. Hell, Marisa's smooth and somewhat reticent singing made Suzanne Vega, as an example, appear energetic and spry. Nevertheless, Marisa's image-shattering behavior was inspirational.
After finishing "Mouth For War," Marisa broke out a sheepish smile, more like a glorified pursing of the lips. She gracefully flicked her straight long hair behind her shoulder, lifted up her white blouse, and quietly remarked/breathed, "Well, I'm not bald or shirtless," like Pantera's lead singer, Phil Anselmo.
What a kick-ass song. So you never know. If the quiet, introverted, 100-pound Marisa could bust out to "Mouth For War," so can, have, and should the audiophiles.
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Topic - Pantera, "Mouth For War" - Luminator 20:43:15 03/10/17 (1)
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