An Angel (demon? elf?) is missing indeed. What, didn't you know about dio's start as an olde timey doo-wopper? He will continue to look up after all of us from the deepest bowels of hell, where he was just voted into office.
-According to wikipedia, Jim Carrey is a big fan of Cannibal Corpse, and allegedly insisted that the band make a cameo appearance in Ace Ventura:Pet Detective
Remember that?
-If you were to make a Venn diagram of the people who listen to metal, and the people who play harp, you wouldn't expect to see a whole lot of people in the overlapping section outside of rhapsody/nightwish/fantasy metal nerds rocking out in their parents basements surrounded by posters of wizards and piles of pizza crusts and empty mountain dews. This dude is the exception to that rule.
Bad ass.
If you are into the oxymoron that is "harp metal", check out Harptallica
If you want to go further down the rabbit hole of strange alchemy, take a gander at this curiosity
Seriously. They also have "lullibified" full albums of Pixies, Nirvana, Radiohead, and of course, Metallica.
-For anyone interested in all things black/death/grind/wiggerslam/porngrind/doom/postthrash/various obscure as fuck brootal metal genres and bands/etc, I highly recommend reading the Metal Inquisition blog. It reads something like a cross between the do's and don't's section of vice magazine and perez hilton. But metal as fuck. Hilarious.
-For more black metal evilness, check out the photography of the one and only Peter Beste- Amazing stuff documented from within the black heart of the beast. True Norwegian Black Metal Unfortunately, at the time of this post the extensive photo section of his website was down. Google image that shit. Follow that up with the accompanying documentary, courtesy of your friendly neighborhood VBS programming station.
-Before there was a little band called Motörhead, Lemmy was in a more old school Sabbath'y, Pentagram'y psychedelic pre-metal band called Sam Gopal. They put out one CD and it rules.
And yes, that is lemmy singing.
Ever heard of Glen Branca? Some people talk about playing guitar as comparable to making love to a beautiful woman. This is more like raping a crackwhore in a warzone.
Apologies to my legions of fans, stalkers, haters, babymommas and people who mistakenly get bounced here from random google searches, blogging has been slow lately but is expected to pick up. Stay tuned. In the mean time, check out the shred city phlog (photoblog) Hail Satan.
Former obscure swiss big mountain pro Xavier Rosset spent 300 days completely alone on an equally obscure, remote, uninhabited tropical island. By choice. His only luggage was the clothes he was wearing, a swiss army knife, machete and a video camera (solar powered?). Says Xavier of his only companion on the island, a wee piglit he captured:
Fuck the internet, I think this is the greatest accomplishment of our time. And it was in Vermont. Obviously.
This man is an inspiration. Not enough people in the world follow through with pursuing the things they drew in textbooks during middle school algebra.
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