Monday, 29 June 2009

Welcome to the horror of the revelation.

Name that song, folks. Tell me which jaw-droppingly awesome song the title of this blog comes from. Here's a hint - think pure, bone-crushing, gospel-bashing thrash from an album released on 9/11. Yeah that's right, THE 9/11.

Anywho, hands up if you've heard the news about Michael Jackson? Wait; don't bother; I know you would have heard by now. Tragic, yes, but not exactly a surprise given his condition over the last x amount of years. Gotta admire him, though - planning fifty consecutive concerts in London? Holy shit.

So, what else can I talk about? Hmm.

At the moment, there are a few songs I am obsessed with. You wanna hear about them? Of COURSE you do; or at least, you'd better, since there isn'nt much else I can think of right now...

The first is Sinklars Visa by everyone's favourite Faeroese viking metal band, Tyr. Even though it's in an entirely different language, the rhythm and vocal lines are enough to make me want to slap my knee and sing along.



Next up is a legendary track from hammerFall. Who doesn't love Swedish power metal? Seriously. All the best metal is from Europe. And these guys are no exception, with a pounding, stomping rhythm and choruses you just want to yell from the top of a mountain.



Check out the guitarist in the trenchcoat. Om nom nom.

Speaking of Swedes, the latest album by Deathstars is absolutely fantastic. I urge all of you to get your filthy little paws on it RIGHT NOW. Here's an example of what you're missing:



The whole album is incredible. Deathstars have hit on the perfect formula. You know how some bands do that? DragonForce's Inhuman Rampage was full of songs that all sounded the same, but you don't give a damn 'cos they sound incredible.

Actually, I have a theory about how DragonForce write their songs. They'll be performing live, and ZP Theart's thought process will go something like this:

"Oh, bollocks, I can't remember what song this is! Okay, er... Oh, that's it; I'll just make up some shit about dragons and evil forces and fire storming and the like. That okay, lads?"

You have to read that to yourself with a British accent. DF are English, even though only one-sixth of the band is actually English, but I like to imagine Zippy dearest with a Pommie accent. ;-)

I LIKE MY BRITISH FRET-WANKERS; LEAVE THEM ALONE.

Seriously, I can picture that happening. Along with Herman and Sam just mashing wildly on the frets, thinking, "It's gotta sound good sooner or later!", or maybe, "Eh, they're all too pissed and stoned to care..."

Here's a fun game. Put on a DragonForce record and get a bottle of your favourite drink. Alcohol is best; I like Kahlua and vodka (Black Russians for the win!) Take a sip every time you hear one of the following words: evil, power, force, light, death, dragon, fire, storm, temple, warrior, strike, fight, battle, rage, gone, night, reign, shadows, smash, steel, black, darkness, blackened darkness, dream, wings, flame, rain... you get the idea, go nuts. I can guarantee you'll be wasted before the end of the third song.

Go forth and drink, my minions!

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