The Power of Live Chants

Nothing seems to beat the energy and mystique of a live musical performance. Not for me at least. Not for the likes of Led Zeppelin either. At least not when they were still at their prime… 

Here’s an hour of unbridled bluesy Hard Rock at its best, ever…

‘Heavy-Days’ Cure

Nothing is probably more cliché than the statement that ‘it’s been a heavy, long day’. Still, some days are just exactly that. Long. Tedious. Frustrating. Too ‘heavy’ just drink away into oblivion.

My latest cure for such shitty days is blasting away at some truly heavy, dragging-down-the-gutters kind of beautifully twisted Doom and Sludge melodies…Something ‘abrasive’ enough to shed some of the blood boiling hate off. 

There haven’t been many suitable for the job, but the ones that do work are just marvelous pieces of hate-filled symphonies galore…Thought I might share some of the ‘medicinal music’ every now and then, with the anonymous blogosphere denizens.

Heavy-Days: First Dozage

Get loaded, and fuck the ‘heavy-days’ off…

F.I.L.T.H.S.

Fuck!

I Love

These Heavy

Shits!

Dream Toy

I’ve always liked miniatures, especially those WWII ones, with the Nazi Germany’s exquisite military uniforms and paraphernalia. Can’t even recount how many hours were spent doing those miniature kits. 

Nothing has really rekindled the rather fond memories or interest on the subject again until I saw the Chapman brothers’ art display, gloriously depicted on Ramesses’ EP cover.

What a work. I wish it had remained intact, rather than be destroyed, and comes out as a mass-produced miniature series. That’ll definitely be my dream toy.

Even better than just having it made available for the masses, is to have it come in one bundled-package with such gritty dungeon music as what the likes of Ramesses always make…

Dreamy Death Toy Package

Brain Halfs

“Cerba hemisfero estas unu el la du regionoj de la eŭteria cerbo kiuj estas konturitaj per la meza fendo. La cerbo povas tiel esti priskribata kiel dividita en maldekstra kaj dekstra cerbaj hemisferoj. Ĉiu de tiuj hemisferoj havas eksteran tavolon de griza substanco nomita la kortekso kiu estas apogita per interna tavolo de blanka materio. La hemisferoj estas interligitaj per la kaloza korpo, tre granda fasko da nervofibroj, kaj ankaŭ de aliaj pli malgrandaj komisuroj, inkluzive de la antaŭa komisuro, malantaŭa komisuro, kaj hipokampa komisuro.” 

“Tiuj komisuroj transdonas informojn inter la du hemisferoj por kunordigi lokalizitajn funkciojn. La arkitekturo, specoj de ĉeloj, specoj de neŭrotransmisiiloj kaj receptoraj subtipoj estas ĉio distribuata inter la du hemisferoj en rimarkeble malsimetria modo. Tamen, dum kelkaj el tiuj hemisferaj distribuadodiferencoj estas koheraj trans homoj, aŭ eĉ trans kelkaj specioj, multaj observeblaj distribuadodiferencoj varias de individuo al individuo ene de ceta specio.” 

Yeah, just like that.

What Is It With The Word ‘Beyond’?

Is it just me or is there really no end to the multitude of Extreme Metal music released under the title involving the word ‘beyond’??

What is it with that word anyway? Why is this type of glorious music so fixated with it?

Fuck if I care…

There Was A Time

There was indeed a time when speaking of progressive, unorthodox ideas, through music, doesn’t mean getting all pretentious. Nor does it mean getting all distorted into indiscernible dabbling of disharmony or eeriness, to the point of disgust. 

If you can’t play well, pretending you can because the message and the image is so progressive, so weird, so evil or whatever else is the current hype, just doesn’t change the fact that your music sucks.

Thank shit that there was indeed a time when musicians know how to play, and how to communicate uncanny ideas, in ways that is both enjoyable to the ears as it is to the mind… 

Pieces of an excellent time

俳句

When the Apple Blossoms Bloom in the Windmills of Your Mind, 

I’ll be Your Valentine

Or Perhaps a Gutter Full of Slime

Where Your Throat Shall be Slit In The Presence of None

Come, My Slimy Valentine