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Lisboa Under the Spell is great. Those three albums are probably the three that I would most like to hear performed live. Memorial would've been nice as well. Those are my four favourites of theirs. I've always thought it would be a great idea if bands would play their newest album live in its entirety during one touring cycle, then the next tour would be the usual selection of familiar favourites.

It isn't bad but I prefer the original. Dani's enunciation is the biggest surprise to me. That, and me hearing some sounds that I barely knew were there. The guitars and drums sound fine but at the cost of atmosphere. The keyboards take a backseat and Sarah's parts lose all hypnotic charm. No, the Countess wouldn't be pleased with this. This blood bath was best kept virginal.

The answer can always be found at one's fingertips. So true of lunacy it is that the measure of a moonward mind can be revealed simply by looking at one's lunulae. If you're waxing full on all five, you can be sure the dark side of the moon is at hand, portending to palmystic prophecy than presence of pretense. Of course, this differs greatly from the silvering of senility that steals in with senescence. But what about children whose moons shine brightest? Naturally, what orbits the minds of children is a type of lunacy; only their immature minds lack the means to mine magic from moons. But I speak only of trve lunacy. Wax on, wax off.

I'm totally fine with the crudely drawn images that many early black metal albums feature. It's a marriage well suited to the sound, aesthetic and atmosphere of black metal and one that reflects the youthful passion and fantasy of those bands. Any use of overly digital/photoshopped artwork is horrid to me.

Don't forget about Polanski's masterpiece: Rosemary's Baby.

But why use a disc for a coaster when you can just load and reload your toaster? Don't mind my black (album) humour. I was never that into thrash metal or that emotionally invested into Metallica, so I don't actually possess any strong feelings either way with regards to their earlier or later albums. It's all alright to me.

Either you're a hypochondriac or your doctor is hyperchondriac in his practice. No, it's really just his way of telling you he doesn't know anything and can't help you. Maybe you have mono or something.

Cradle definitely have some noticeable black metal influences, but I've always thought of them as being gothic metal in the truest of senses, opposed to the common 'gothic metal' fare that seems to only require a female vocalist, symphonic sound, melancholia, etc. But, sadly enough, Cradle of Filth will always remain ten leagues beneath contempt. Instead of being enjoyed for what they are, they're despised for what they aren't. I see rebellion acting in concert with conformity, like light and darkness depending on each other. Too much conformity necessitates rebellion in people, and in turn rebellion helps people to find an identity and a peaceful place within a newfound conformity, which may eventually only serve to yield more rebellion. Besides, it never ceases to amaze me how confessed detractors of bands like Cradle of Filth are routinely drawn to them despite the apparent hate and lack of interest. Interview with Stuart

@Requiem The band that Paul joined is DiAmorte. It's some sort of cinematic and operatic style of metal with some extreme elements. They're signed to Sony. Dani has been taking subtle jabs at Paul for a while now. Nothing too crazy but enough to let you know that there was some tension there. Did you ever listen to that epic interview with Stuart? One day out of nowhere he emerged from absolute obscurity and, probably due to his Aspergers, granted an Aussie interviewer an unexpected, unscripted four-hour marathon interview where he went into great detail regarding his time in the band and other matters.

Terribly digital indeed, but we both know that even they know it only ever looked good on paper, written somewhere at the bottom of the page entitled 'Budget.' I generally don't like nor trust remixed or remastered albums especially here because I read in an interview with Dani something about noise removal... In all my years of listening to that album I never thought there was a problem with anything, certainly not noise/bleedthrough. Maybe the drums do sound light and tinny, but to me that paves the way for more atmosphere and creates the impression that it truly was recorded in a castle in the Carpathians. Nevertheless, I am curious to hear it since it's been a talking point for years. That's a good list. I think Was probably was found at a pub, but I enjoy his previous work with Cradle's cousins December Moon and The Blood Divine. It's a shame Nick Barker only gets credit for his speed when he does so much more. I have greater appreciation for drummers who use frequently use cymbals like he does. He may just be the drummer whose name is on more classic albums than any other drummer, at least according to myself. I was referring to Allender at the beginning of my post and near the end. Dani doesn't seem to like mentioning his name anymore. Plus, Dani gave a clue by associating that former member with Sony records and I know Paul is signed to Sony with his new band, and I think the remastered album was going to come out on Sony. However, I could be mistaken. I know there's a bit of bad blood with Stuart (the man with Aspergers) but I forget what he is doing these days.

Where oh where is the reissue of Cruelty? Who is this mystery man responsible for the delay? Is it the same former band member that unexpectedly left? The one that Dani doesn't like mentioning anymore in interviews? The one who had nothing to do with this album? Or the one with Aspergers who didn't get enough credit? Or the one who took credit for songs he didn't write? Or the one that Dani couldn't comment on as to why he left shortly after this album for legal reasons... So many candidates, but I'm willing to bet Dani looked at the callender and felt apauled that a timely 20th anniversary release was missed. And what to make of this album cover? It looks like a cheap photoshop edit, washed of colour and life. I don't know if the original photo looks that way or if her head was chopped and shopped in from another image.

When Metallica became a brand they ceased to be a band.

Requiem, this modern world is no longer fit for Victorian gentlemen. Things have changed since the 19th century and cancel culture is in full swing. Shamelessly, you fired off words without trigger warnings, and your unconscious bias against the two groups manifested in negative connotations that lacked relevant and culturally sensitive euphemisms. Oh, but there's always one in the crowd to turn fun into funeral. For the record, I'd probably rather be morbidly obese than profoundly autistic. Pedofeelya, now that's a touchy subject! I'd rather give up my bed for a month. If I didn't need electricity for the stove/fridge, to pay bills online, or to charge my ipod, I'd probably instead give that up for a month and would possibly even enjoy it. Would you rather be in a band that has great studio albums and poor live performances, or great live performance and poor studio albums.

Some fifteen years ago said original hipsters were exposed for making all sorts of wild claims. Of course, they had black metal circles enthralled. I thought the whole thing as funny as the band did. Something about making music with a "diesel harp", a band member apparently falling down a mountain to his death, and they even took credit for music that they didn't even create. I'm sure there was more. But you're right in picking Kanwulf because a polygraph cannot detect the difference between someone telling the truth and someone telling the trvth. The problem with humour is that is tickles the humours of the body and thus affects the emotions. Now, is there someone here to represent the obese? On a positive note, I refrained from a versus question regarding a favourite band of mine (and Requiem's) because, although relevant and funny, I felt it was one too brutal for any metal forum.

Indeed. I am pyramidally inclined to agree about Karl. It's no secret what the song Opening of the Mouth was all about, and it's no secret either what type of drumsticks were used when he did his solo work. Frontmen get all the glory, and it's probably easier to find a new guitarist anyhow. You're presently taking a polygraph test and not passing means jail time. Who would you rather be: Kanwulf (Nargaroth) or Josh (Velvet Cacoon)?

Good band but one that I think never quite lived up to their full potential. They're consistent in quality but too consistent in the songwriting department, effectively monotonizing their sound. I haven't heard their latest but it seems to resemble their blue period in both colour and sound. I admit I'm more partial to their infernal trinity of the red/orange variety. For me it's a toss up between Diabolis Interium and Attera Totus Sanctus, with the latter possibly being my favourite of theirs. It seems to offer the best production and most varied approach musically. But Caligula's vocals are different here and when this album came out I knew not what to make of this. Evidently the result of being pushed to his limits in the studio, he sounds more demented than evil. My Funeral may be their best song, outstanding video.

I'll even things up with even albums so you're not the odd man out. In truth, I'd have to pick even albums by necessity even though many even albums have their worthy odd album counterparts, oddly enough. Loyal lapdog, you'll never understand what it means to be independent. Housefly. They're privy to a better selection of food. Karl Sanders or Colonel Sanders? You'd either possess the magic formulae to harness the power of ancient Egypt in every riff or possess the Colonel's secret recipe sacrificing chickens to the tune of millions of dollars forevermore.

Oh, I'm not sure if they have them in Australia, but those wealthy white liberal hipsters who will happily tell you about what it's like to be a minority, think Che Guevara was cool because he looks like he was, hate their own culture that they cling to and also contribute to, prattle on about socialism whilst paying top dollar to Starbucks and Apple and Amazon, maintain an ironic and individualistic fashion sense that always conforms to the same stereotype, etc. Gillette is a shave too close for comfort. I'd take nothing but death metal over thrash any day. Now, if you had to choose between albums from even numbered years or albums from odd numbered years?

1. All the world's a stage anyways, but I'd be breaking the fourth wall if I told you. 2. That expedient type of posting is typically the one you want to reserve when delivering a package via mail. You'll even get more love letters that way too.

You won't be able to rekindle anything because there won't even be paper products to burn in the near future.

Elsewhen is a perfectly good word that I've read once before. And before one can expel the word, the word must have elsewhen been given to spellwork already, you see? But a magic eraser might help you. I'm simply talking about finding music that can, at another time and with the help of a talismanic mp3 player, suitably and ceremonially aid the sonic ritual I intend transmute at full volume. I gather you are bound by bars around and currently imbibing a theriac of pure alcohol to remedy the fact that you're playing the field dangerously and getting less respect from the ladies than the officer who has come to arrest you. But I don't think you're in Mayberry, so probably just something about sports that I'll never understand.

By whyche crafte could such a cauldron charm? For those who do not glimpse in Cadaveria the likeness of an immortal goddess, then a hex upon your pond life reflection! The Shadows' Madame is an album thrice great this week. Beautiful witch! Beautiful witch!! Give light to this black muddy sky!

So this is what became of David Vincent after Illud... Something tells me his 'assistant' was fired for not following up.

I'd sooner say that St. Anger is worth a million listens than say that any one of Lars' juvenile doodles is worth a million dollars when painted.

We are all suffixed to a cult in some manner or another; for our culture is nothing short of cultsure and those most convinced otherwise are anything but wise. From the druidic wand of Hollywood to the witching hand that, like clockwork, casts the neuro-linguistic spells that prime our minds to program. The prima materia no longer matters when we are baseless; thus without form we conform. Our souls are locked into the lower trapezoid of the pyramid scheme and what use are two eyes when we can't even see with one. Blind we remain until we are but remains.