Examining a life through the media we consume. Coffee essential, but not mandatory
Over at Nine Circles I wrote about the new album from Swedish black metal trio Watain. Trident Wolf Eclipse is a solid enough album, and a step up from the band's 2013 The Wild Hunt. Problem is, with so many black metal bands creeping up with fresh and invigorating takes on the genre, I wonder... Continue Reading →
There are no guilty pleasures, and yet there is a certain amount of sleazy, joyful guilt I got from watching Raw Force, aka Kung Fu Cannibals. I imagine it's the same sort of sleazy, guilty joy writer/director Edward Murphy (not that Edward Murphy but imagine if it was...) got as he made the film. Take... Continue Reading →
"I am a DJ, I am what I play" A fitting line to kick this thing off, coming from David Bowie's "D.J.," kicking off side B of Lodger, the third in the misnomer that is Bowie's "Berlin Trilogy" (the album was actually recorded in Switzerland and New York). Over the past two weeks I'd come... Continue Reading →
I've been asking myself that question too, lately. Over the last year or so covering metal for the good folks at Nine Circles I started to think about not only why I was choosing the albums I decided to write about, but why I was choosing the albums I was listening to in my spare time.... Continue Reading →
Stranded Below Nirvana 