Exploring Fantasy in Metal, Part III: Dangerous Side Effects
Or, How Metal Messed With Mike Allen’s Already Dark and Twisty Mind

For the last seven months, I have been (with great reluctance and an even greater determination to finish the thing or be consigned to a heretofore undiscovered circle of Dante’s Inferno) exploring some of the fantastical aspects of Heavy Metal.
Part One and Part Two of that adventure can be found here on the Black Gate blog.
I had lots of help. Because I knew next to nothing of this musical genre, I turned to those who did.
I had noticed, you see, some time ago, that some of my smartest guy-friends, all who liked reading the same books I do (and who led me by my snooty nose to such works as Beowulf and George R.R. Martin’s Song of Ice and Fire, which I’d avoided due to their being “boy books”), were all, well, Metalheads.
It got me curious. So I started asking questions. Among those men I interrogated was Mike Allen.