Upon first glance, Decemberists' frontman Colin Meloy doesn't exactly look like a metalhead. In fact, with his librarian specs and swooping hairdo, he more closely resembles a record-store clerk (though those meaty muttonchops do hint at an inner hesher). But looks aren't everything.
See, on his band's new album, The Hazards Of Love, Meloy get's seriously heavy, swapping sludgy riffs with fellow guitarist Chris Funk (see, the muttonchops don't lie). It's pretty amazing ... he certainly rocks harder than most librarians I know.
But, had he made Hazards a decade ago, things probably wouldn't have turned out this way. As a slightly lanky student at the University if Montana, he didn't have the faintest clue about metal (though he was aware of a tiny band called Metallica), preferring the far more, uh, sensitive work of acts like Morrissey.
Though that would eventually change ... and Hazards is the proof. But it didn't happen overnight. To hear Meloy's tale of metal redemption, keep reading after the jump Read More...
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