Sometime ago we decided Friday should be celebrated with some folk metal. Sometime ago we then entirely forgot about that plan. Today we remember it and celebrate this Friday with the woody glory that is folk metal. Continue reading “Folk Metal Friday: Korpiklaani”
Without a doubt, Kill is one of my favourite Cannibal Corpse records. It is full of indisputably brutal songs and birthed a setlist staple or two as well. It also has the unfortunate effect of making me feel like it’s Christmas. Continue reading “10 Years of Kill”
Supergroups, the ego fuelled outpourings of musical megalomaniacs. Is there a finer display of utter gluttony in musical form? Unless you count a Malmsteen album, no. A chorus isn’t a chorus until you’ve heard it with at least six singers, a verse isn’t a verse unless the previous verse was performed by a different singer, a song isn’t a song unless it’s at least seven minutes long with a dramatic string section before that final build up to the last chorus. Continue reading “A love letter to.. Supergroups”
It’s been quiet on the posting front of late because I’ve been trying to write music rather than just write about music.
It hasn’t gone well.
I’ve taken a break though to watch my favourite sport (favourite mainly because I don’t particularly like any others), ice hockey. Tonight the Calgary Flames take on the LA Kings, a win would put the Flames in the playoffs and as a man sitting wearing a Flames jersey at around 3 in the morning, I would quite like that. Continue reading “On Ice Hockey and Heavy Metal”
Does the promise of a beard oil worthy of Odin himself entice you, does the thought of using soap shaped like Mjölnir make you want to bin your boring “bars” of soap, does the thought of thirteen different scents, all themed around the most glorious of metal songs, make you want to waste your Lynx as a homemade flamethrower (Note: Please don’t do this)? If the answer is yes, and it obviously is, read on.
This post is a bit different from the usual, it isn’t about an album or band or show. However, without Terry Pratchett, whose recent death is obviously a massive blow to literature and fastasy, I definitely wouldn’t be sitting doing this, so I thought I should write about what his work did for me. Continue reading “Terry Pratchett: The Man Who Made Me The Power Metal Loving Fool I Am”
Oderus Urungus has gone back to his home planet which sadly, as you all know by now, means that Dave Brockie has died. While I admit my immediate reaction, after “what the fuck!” was to look at the date to check if it was April 1st, reports from the police, the bands management and ex-band members have made it all too real. Though we can always hope it is a dark joke, it’s becoming clear that metal has lost one of its most entertaining voices.
Part 2 will follow at a later date and will argue the yes (and no) side. I split this as it’s fairly long and both parts at once would guarantee no one reading to the end. Incidentally, if it is a bit on the TL;DR side, feel free to skip to the bottom for the conclusion. Continue reading “Is there a point to music journalism (and are we all just failed musicians?) – Part 1: No (and yes)”
News broke yesterday that Ol Drake was leaving Evile, in the grand scheme of things this isn’t the biggest news in the world, at the time of writing shit is kicking off to an insane extent in Syria and Rolf Harris just got charged with kiddy fiddling. However, I just wanted to take time to mark the occasion as it’s a – to steal a phrase from mid-80s US teen movie – major bummer.
Welcome to Folking Hell, where we’ll take a brief walk through the forests of folk metal, discussing the history, origins, lyrics, musical styles bands of the movement in the early days. Now settle in, fill your horn with mead and join us…. I really wish there was some way to insert a TV sitcom harp effect right here as you read this.