Havok is such a fun band to listen to. They know their thrash and they play it well. Which is a welcome treat in a time when the thrash greats are not really delivering the goods as well as they used to. Almost a year after their awesome sophomore offering Prepare for Attack, Havok’s new EP, Point of No Return, out on May 22, shows us that they haven’t been wasting anytime while on tour. Sure, it’s only four songs, and two of them are covers, but the two originals are thrash at its finest, and an excellent example of how much this Denver quartet has grown. It definitely leaves you hungry for more new material.
Point Of No Return
1. Point Of No Return
2. From The Cradle To The Grave
3. Arise (Sepultura cover)
4. Post Mortem/Raining Blood (Slayer cover)
“Harmless” is a Christian film intended to educate people about the destructive and horrific nature of pornography in box form. In it, a family is haunted by a box of porn. This is why you don’t keep a box of porn. You keep a computer under your bed that your best friend has instructions to destroy if you are ever found dead.
Candlelight Records launched a free sampler on Amazon today. There’s all sorts of good new stuff on it, but most importantly, it has a brand spanking new song by Ihsahn. The Paranoid is the first single off of his new album Eremitia, which will be out June 19th on Candlelight. The song is a lot more groovy that anything in After, and is surprisingly complex for a song under five minutes. And of course, has plenty Ihsahn’s signature touches. I can’t wait for this album to come out.
Ghost was a lot of fun to watch live. The songs sounded great and the whole evil Pope + dark mass thing they have going is pretty fucking awesome. It’s a more traditional brand of Satanism, and I kind of dig it. They’re not groundbreaking, or very heavy for that matter, but they sure are tasty.
Opeth on the other hand, need to get back to the business of being a metal band, or at least being a little bit of a metal band, or fucking growling every once in a while. Their set consisted mostly of songs off of Heritage, Damnation, and Watershed, which appart from Heritage, are albums I thoroughly enjoyed, but the set was so damn boring I left a little over halfway through. And so I missed Mastodon, which is fine, because their last album was also pretty damn boring.
1. Bloostokkinn(soaked in blood): in Mexico, we appease the Gods by ripping the aortas out of young Xoloitzcuitlis with our bare hands. You always end up super bloostokkinn and it’s really hard to wash it off.
2. Joln(deities): the layperson might think that Varg is here referring to the Norse Gods of old, but they would be wrong. Varg is here referring to the gods of even olden-er times: “man with head of a bull” and “large breasted venus-like figure”. It’s all about going back, back, back, to the true Gods.
3. Alfadanz(Elven dance): click here for a more detailed description.
4. hit Helga Tre(The Sacred Tree):
5. AEra(Honour): when I was in high school I cheated on a lot of tests. Sometimes I would pass along answers and sometimes they were provided by carefully crafted miniature cheat sheets hidden in the hair of the girl who sat in front of me. Here, cheating on a test is the equivalent of punching a baby with an Aids soaked needle, but in Mexico it’s part of a unending battle between the teachers and students. My older sister was a bit of a legend in my school. She accomplished the cheating equivalent of an injured baby zebra kicking three hungry vultures in the testes and shooting urine at their eyeballs.
6. Heior(Esteem): it takes some serious self love for a grown man to do this:
7. Valgaldr(Song of the Fallen): in space there is no such thing as up and down so you technically can’t fall. This song does not make any sense.
8. Galgvior(Gallow Forest): one of the most messed up things I have seen on the internet is photos of Japan’s “suicide forrest”. I don’t recommend looking that up. I once heard someone talk about a video of a man who had sex with a horse and subsequently died. He warned against looking it up, but I ignored him. Scarred. For. Life.
9. Surtr Sunnan(Black from the South): I’m going to go ahead and skip this one.
10. Gullaldr(Golden Age): oh the good old times. Remember when you had a 50% chance of making it to the age of 20? That must have been fun.
11. Niohoggr(Attack from Below): this refers to a particularly violent case of Salmonella that Varg contracted a couple of years ago when he ate a Vietnamese sandwich from a place that will remain unnamed for legal reasons.
If you are around the Brooklyn/NYC area tonight, I suggest you head over to St. Vitus bar in Greenpoint and have your eardrums annihilated by the awesome Primitive Weapons, Young Widows, and Pygmy Lush. The show starts at 10pm.
Neseblod Records is a little music store in Oslo that appears to have every single awesome and questionable thing that black metal has produced since its conception in the middle ages. Their collection is really kind of incredible. They have handwritten notes by Euronymous, hundreds of rare demo tapes, original artwork, flyers, custom concert fashions, and at least one piece of human bone wrapped in hair and strapped to a bracelet. They also have a pretty neat website with great pictures of their merchandise.
Here are some of my favorite things.
1. Necrophagia / Necro Advance Trax / Only a few made
1. This can be read in two ways: a person has survived their own death and is struggling with the philosophical implications of their unique predicament, or, a tale of adventure involving mountain climbers who stumble upon an embalmed Yeti corpse and, perhaps foolishly, attempt to revive it.
2. This is of course referring to the great fire of Touchdown Jesus. Not technically a cross, but more majestic.
3. Children of the Corn meets The Langoliers: A Lifetime original movie.
4. Off of the soundtrack to the upcoming Rapture of 2012.
2. Bottle of urine gifted to the universe by the mythical creature that slumbers behind a pair of sensual black Speedos (see below).
Pairs well with fish.
3. Rare letter from Sadistik Exekution How bands responded to criticism before the invention of the Blabbermouth comment section.
If I played Goatwhore to my 92 year old grandma, she would probably punch me. She’s been known to punch when provoked. She would also demand I pour her some Tequila to calm her nerves down. Reposado of course. None of that silver crap.
If you have some time to kill, or can work while paying attention to the ramblings of a brilliant and genuinely strange man, check out this awesome talk by graphic novel genius Alan Moore.
Waves of Mutilation, created by Nithya and Melissa, is a blog about Metal. Nithya and Melissa enjoy alcoholic beverages, karaoke, and sunsets. They both live in NYC.
Shows We’re Going To
10/27: Boris + Liturgy @ Irving Plaza
11/3: Mayhem @ Gramercy Theater
11/9: Exhumed + Goatwhore @ Europa
11/17: Mt. Olympus @ Saint Vitus
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