Diocletian-War of All Against All

So, for this post I couldn't deny the urge to pay homage to a great short film I recently saw. In it, a woman gives birth to a shaggy haired monstrosity resembling the creature above. It was a satanic, gory mess. Diocletian's "War of All Against All" could have easily been the soundtrack for this movie, and I kind of wish it had been. This is great blackened-death metal in the vein of Revenge/Archgoat. Atmosphere of the most fiendish kind abounds here, where the indwelling of abomination has settled on the landscape of the human psyche. At times this album can be quite Doom, but mostly blisteringly fast. Very straightforward riffs here alternate with  a tremolo-style that commit an almost primitive brutality. I will say the extended song at the end of record is slightly experimental and taxing. Worth a go, but usually I trail off. Overall a great listen!

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Black-Metal Friday--Blackelmore

Happy Black Metal Friday, kidz. Wiggity Wiggity, stay funky fresh out there dont forget that slurpee when ya out there droppin stacks at the mizz-all. ha-HAA yeeeeeaahhhhhhhhhhh.

Mayhem--Deathcrush

An EP that needs no introduction. I wont begin to elaborate on the music contained on Mayhem's "Deathcrush"; rather, I'd like to share what it means to me. I think most familiar with the early black metal scene in Norway could agree that many came to see Deathcrush as an ethos; that it spawned a fermentation of ideas and approaches to music; that in the end, despite all controversy, something lasting was bestowed upon this wretched earth with the introduction of Deathcrush. Musically it builds on the earlier work of Bathory and Celtic Frost, but with a necrotic edge and darkness unrivaled by even some of todays bands. Symbolically, what I like the most about Deathcrush is its radical turning-away from society; the idea that society as democratically understood is meaningless in the face of certain death (and it is certain). I can appreciate the idea walking into the freezing woods, away from the sterile masses, with their religiously corrupted views of reality. I can identify with the lapse in respect for, the exhaustion with, the so-called love of life. Have you never felt like this:

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If not, then I suppose this post seems like artsy-clinical-depression.  This is a must have for any so-called fan of black metal. But I suppose that could have gone unsaid.

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Truppensturm--Fields of Devastation

 Black War-Metal at its most ruthless. Searing tremolo riffs hack across the entire duration of this short-but-savage album. Besides the blistering rhythm on "Fields of Devastation", which is ceaseless, there is a nice murky quality here that is instantly endearing to me. Look for little-to-no catchiness here. Just a swampy onslaught of blasting beats, dismembering guitars, and viscerally expelled vocals from the bowels of some war-possessed soldier.

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BORIS BLACK METAL SKATE ARMAGEDDON

While this is not exactly a music post, I did however want to share some of my own art which has made its way into the skate scene. For any of you fiends out there who also skate, you can visit Pyramid Skateboard Company at: 

http://www.pyramidskate.com/

Pick yourself up a Boris deck, and when your not out there carving flesh, go ahead and carve a bowl or two!

Tsjuder-Legion Helvete

A fucking great album, by a band that hardly needs an intro from the petty likes of me. This was released after a hiatus, but contains plenty of the driving old-school sound many of us love. Blistering rhythm overpowers on "Legion Helvete", with catchy guitar riffs that compel immediate stomping. Love the speed and energy on this, along with the possessed vocals. Fast and Evil! Get swept.

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jesus, they is have swords?

Be safe this holiday, friends! I'm almost to the point of Fuck Thanksgiving, just as I am towards valentines day, columbus day, and countless other manufactured holidays created for god-knows-why, but obviously perpetuated in our society to make money. Even Thanksgiving has become a frenzy of coupon cutting slap-heads, driving around looking to hump whatever consumerist glory-hole they can find. They oxymoron is glaring, I believe. Actually, its a lot like Carnival, the vivacious few days of lusty drinking and booty-revealing which occurs right before Lent, the period of somber remorse. Except its in reverse. We have our day of Thanksgiving, and then ejaculate from our homes into the womb of department stores, like possessed freaks. We simply cannot go one day of honest Thanksgiving on a national scale without the backlash of yet more spending and waste. Its fucking retarded. Actually, I care more about Black Friday than I do Thanksgiving, now. Thank you America!