Piety and power metal aren't incompatible. Check out
this guy.
It reminded me of an incident when an aged driver at work queried me, "the Mormon," about my listening to alternative rock. He thought it was unbecoming of a self-styled zealot.
I explained that I enjoyed almost every genre under the sun but did avoid profane music.
I could tell he still perceived me as an audio rebel within the patchwork of Mormon dogma.
I was humored.
Like
Brother Metal, I've learned that intense music doesn't mean that it's necessarily obscene.
Some, like the aforementioned driver, have a impossible time separating the two.
While these individuals will forever be banging on their ceilings with their proverbial broom handles calling for a cessation of the infernal racket, let us enjoy the blessed
ROCK AND ROLL that surely comes from above.
I guess it comes from drugs too.