Tuesday, October 31, 2006

the horrors


I like these guys, and they are (almost) local boys too, check out their myspace, they are a bit like a cross between the Ramones and the 5,6,7,8'S

Monday, October 30, 2006

Fields of the Nephilim

How best to describe Fields of the Nephilim?
Take three parts spaghetti western, two parts Wuthering Heights, and one part brown noise, add a dash of Edgar Allan Poe and cook slowly in a pressure cooker for an eternity in a slightly too warm poorly lit room.
Oh and don’t forget to wear fingerless gloves.

These guys ARE the Goth band, none of this modern girly crap comes close, the Neph makes you shit your pants.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

one for the scrap book

The first CD I bought was Faith No More's Live At Brixton Academy and my fav track was War Pigs.

Enjoy

Thursday, October 19, 2006

T-shirt rant

I know I may have covered this ground before but this has to be said. The t-shirt is more than just an item of clothing to the metaller; it’s a statement of who you are. The t-shirt will not only tell somebody what band you like it will also give hints about the wearer’s personality, his tastes and possibly his age.

Why is this important you say, well last night a girl walks into my work place wearing a spangely ac/dc t-shirt, tight jeans, leather jacket and a fucking I’m a princess hair style. Basically she was dressed as a retro metaller but with some glaring wrongness that is hard to define but still tangible. It was obvious that she was chav as soon as she spoke, the spangleness of the t-shirt went a long way to giving it away as did the dirty clean look she had (as opposed to the clean dirty look or the dirty dirty look), and the hair was all wrong but what most offended me was the total disregard for the appreciation of he band in question.
Retro rock t-shirt have become increasingly popular over the last couple of years, no student is without his or her Led Zeppelin or (urgh, I have an issue here but that’s another story) Ramones t-shirt, and the number of Motorhead t-shirts in circulation has never been higher. Earlier in the day another person had come to my attention wearing a t-shirt with the words GOTHIC printed across it in gold letters, gold for fuck sake, anybody into Goth from any era would know that it should be silver or white letters and there are all sorts of t-shirts now available from Primark that pretend to be antique tour shirts from some forgotten festival.

IT PISSES ME OFF, if you want the look then listen to the music

Rant over

Friday, October 13, 2006

I was standing by the kitchen window yesterday making a cup of tea when a hearse drove past, as the coffin laden car passed the driver glanced up and gave the filthiest look possible, then the driver of the next car did the same, and the next and the next. About seven car loads of mourners in all gave me dirty looks.
After they had passed I leaned out and saw the cause of their bad feeling, my neighbour on the right had left bags of rubbish on the edge of the road (this is after the rubbish collection) the neighbour on the left had dumped a load of discarded pillows which where lying next to my drive and he had left his wheelie bin in the middle of the road in front of my house, forcing everybody to drive round it. I am innocent I tell you, but I feel so dirty.

I have told my wife not to bury me on collection day.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Boots

There are many things you can wear on your feet be it DM’s, Para boots, baseball boots or trainers, but none were so cool in my opinion as the cowboy boot (though I have owned them all at some point).

Simon got his boots first, £35 brown suede from somewhere in Basildon, he was so proud. He only had them a few days when he chucked his guts up over them at a mate’s birthday party.
Somebody (I don’t remember who) gave me an old pair (probably their dads or sisters or something). they were a dark brown leather and about two sizes too small, but me not having any money(or pride it seems) took them on gratefully, I must have tottered around in them for weeks before I finally saw sense and went back to my beaten up trainers.
I talked my mum into buying me a pair of those zip up Cuban heeled boot things for a job interview*.I must have looked a twat at the interview but that’s not what I wanted them for, my favourite jeans at the time were so tight I could only just get them over the top of the boots if I left the zips half way down, not the most ideal but beggars cant be choosers.

I never got my cowboy boots; I ended up wearing these things for years.

In the end they became my boot of choice and it wasn’t till I cut my hair that I stopped wearing them, my wife chucked the last pair along with my shredded jeans and favourite fooked t-shirt, to make sure I didn’t go looking in the bin for them she dumped them out of the car somewhere along the A13.
Years of searching has proven fruitless.

I now do baseball boots and doc’s to try and maintain my heavy metal credentials but it seems I have been left behind a bit.

Monday, October 09, 2006


Some things make sense; they are just right and need no explanation. This obviously means some things are wrong and also should need no explanation.

I received my “new” Wolfsbane album which I purchased on eBay and on the whole have been very happy with it (£2.50 even if it was shite it was cool), it’s a little more grown up than the other two albums I have and less boozy more dark but I can appreciate that and can see where its going. I am not even particularly bothered by the “lets do a nirvana” secret track at the end.
However, track six, Beautiful Lies, has a fucking poem stuck on the front. Now don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with poetry and there is nothing wrong with poetry on rock albums (e.g. New Model Army) but there is a time and a place and that is not on a Wolfsbane album.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

open door


I have got lots of music this week to listen to, Evanescence new album Open Door, Kasabian's Empire, almost the entire works of Anthrax and Metallica and the most anticipated arrival Wolfsbane’s wolfsbane which I bought on eBay for £2.50 inc. postage.

My wife phoned me at work to say my CD had arrived and that I couldn’t have it because its crap, I have only just found it and it’s too late to listen to it now so I am going to hide her car keys in the morning.

I have managed to listen to the evanescence album through a couple of times in the last few days, it’s only a matter of time before my daughter steels it and I never see it again (along with American Idiot and the latest Muse album).
I like this album though I do have a problem with it, not from any fault of the band but more to do with me.
I tend to listen to music in one of three places, while cycling, doing housework, and in the bath. This album is most definitely not a cycling album, which needs something fast, heavy and aggressive. It is too dark and slow for housework (though this is where I have been listening to it).as for the bath? The album is 13 tracks long and while I like a long soak I have to get out at some point.

Don’t ask about my choice of listening locations, it gets to weird, I mean can you imagine listening to a song like Smashed And Blind by Wolfsbane while washing up after Sunday dinner and yelling at the kids to do their homework?
Or cooking tuna pasta bake to Rammstein?

Does this all seem a little fucked up? Does anybody else have this?

Tomorrow I will mostly be listening to Wolfsbane while looking after the youngest, he already knows how to mosh, pogo and can play air guitar and he is not two till January, corrupt them young I say.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

lists

Here is an interesting site; it has a list of lists. The sort of lists you go through checking against your own mental lists.

KERRANG! 100 Greatest Singles Of All Time (published 2002)

Have a few disagreements with this one,
69. Aerosmith/ Run DMC – Walk This Way-should be ranked much higher
45. Nickelback – How You Remind Me-what the fuck is this doing in the list, let alone ranked higher than paradise city and number of the beast
54. Iron Maiden – Number Of The Beast-54?54? what do you mean 54? This should be in the top ten
And where are the Beastie Boys with Sabotage?

I did start to pull apart the hundred greatest albums list then realized it was dated 1989 so Nevermind hadn’t happened yet.