Chetou812
2005-12-15 06:22
2005-12-15 06:22
There is no one word, no one image, that can define heavy metal music. The image that comes closest is a skull-headed man jumping a motorbike over an exploding atomic bomb, while a devil-woman riding pinion plays an awesome guitar solo on a black Jackson flying-V with a low action. If you can imagine that image tattooed onto the pocked and raided flesh of a deaf roadie being hit by a stray firework as the final chords of Damage Incorporated ring out into a Stuttgart stadium, you are somewhere near heavy metal’s soul. If you can’t imagine that, or would just like some further information, here are some amazing websites to look at.
The Top Ten Most Ridiculous Black Metal Pics of All Time (2005 Edition)
http://ruthlessreviews.com/top10/10blackmetal2.html
The most extreme forms of heavy metal flourish in Northern Europe, where bleak winters and excellent socialized health systems open a direct line of communication with Satan. And nothing pleases the dark lord more than his minions bushwalking in nail-studded armbands. The Black Metal look is best described as gay cabaret Viking goes to goth/fetish convention to play Dungeons & Dragons.
Metal Goddess
http://www.metalgoddess.net/
Hard rock is often accused of sexism, sometimes even misogyny. But one group of courageous women is blasting through the groupie slut/disapproving mother paradigm. Metalgoddess is broadening the cultural horizons of dozens of metalheads by introducing them to an equally unpopular form of expression from another culture, combining Western metal music and Eastern bellydancing to create a unique art-form offensive to all the senses.
Hatebeak
http://www.reptilianrecords.com/reptilian/hatebeek.html
“Face-crushing guitars, head-pounding drums, bass so low you'll vacate your bowels, and vocals so scorching, so extreme they simply can't be human! They're not. This death metal outfit with a parrot for a singer trashes the pathetic birdfeeder you call the metal underground…That's correct, a parrot for a singer, savaging you with feathers of razored steel! This is not Jimmy Buffet's parrot - be warned! Try as one might, they will not escape the claw; nothing can dodge the talons of hate!!…The holiest shrines of metal and hardcore seriousness are duly trashed, burned, laid to waste, smeared in Avian excrement. The pecking order has been established!...Groundbreaking, nest-crushing, egg-shattering! You can run, but you can't fly.”
WALDO is the singer and inspiration for Hatebeak, a band whose savage misanthropy and subhuman urgings are only satiated by cuttle-fish bones and seed compressed into the shape of a bell. Notoriously reclusive, his contact with the outside world is these hate-filled recordings, which can never be performed live because of Waldo’s fear of loud noises. And he might give an audience member a nasty peck.
You all have been warned.
The Top Ten Most Ridiculous Black Metal Pics of All Time (2005 Edition)
http://ruthlessreviews.com/top10/10blackmetal2.html
The most extreme forms of heavy metal flourish in Northern Europe, where bleak winters and excellent socialized health systems open a direct line of communication with Satan. And nothing pleases the dark lord more than his minions bushwalking in nail-studded armbands. The Black Metal look is best described as gay cabaret Viking goes to goth/fetish convention to play Dungeons & Dragons.
Metal Goddess
http://www.metalgoddess.net/
Hard rock is often accused of sexism, sometimes even misogyny. But one group of courageous women is blasting through the groupie slut/disapproving mother paradigm. Metalgoddess is broadening the cultural horizons of dozens of metalheads by introducing them to an equally unpopular form of expression from another culture, combining Western metal music and Eastern bellydancing to create a unique art-form offensive to all the senses.
Hatebeak
http://www.reptilianrecords.com/reptilian/hatebeek.html
“Face-crushing guitars, head-pounding drums, bass so low you'll vacate your bowels, and vocals so scorching, so extreme they simply can't be human! They're not. This death metal outfit with a parrot for a singer trashes the pathetic birdfeeder you call the metal underground…That's correct, a parrot for a singer, savaging you with feathers of razored steel! This is not Jimmy Buffet's parrot - be warned! Try as one might, they will not escape the claw; nothing can dodge the talons of hate!!…The holiest shrines of metal and hardcore seriousness are duly trashed, burned, laid to waste, smeared in Avian excrement. The pecking order has been established!...Groundbreaking, nest-crushing, egg-shattering! You can run, but you can't fly.”
WALDO is the singer and inspiration for Hatebeak, a band whose savage misanthropy and subhuman urgings are only satiated by cuttle-fish bones and seed compressed into the shape of a bell. Notoriously reclusive, his contact with the outside world is these hate-filled recordings, which can never be performed live because of Waldo’s fear of loud noises. And he might give an audience member a nasty peck.
You all have been warned.