I’m not a huge Trivium fan, but I like Matt Heafy. The guy just does not give a fuck and does whatever. The net result is a love/hate thing, no grey area, no in between. It’s a good way to be, because who needs chaff for the sake of having more chaff than everyone else who are most likely chaff themselves. Chaff is useless shit anyway, what does it even do. It is the “scaly protective casings of the seeds of cereal grain, or similar fine, dry, scaly plant material such as scaly parts of flowers, or finely chopped straw.” You also can’t eat it. To fuck with chaff. Instead, release chaff of your own, feels Heafy; “a radar countermeasure in which aircraft or other targets spread a cloud of small, thin pieces of aluminium.”
The word “chaff” has now lost all meaning. So has this allusion to the importance of filtering your societal allies. What am I talking about. This was for triple j magazine #57.