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LIVE AT MONTREUX JAZZ FESTIVAL - Anna von Hausswolff. So very good. Emotionally engaging to the highest degree (which is Thatguy's way of saying it brings a tear to the eye). GARGANJUA - A Voyage in Solitude. Warm and fuzzy.

In my last years of practice I would wear black jeans, exotic boots of some sort and a shirt and bow tie. For years my wife wouldn't let me wear black shirts 'because I'd scare the old ladies' but eventually I wore all black as often as I liked. I have had a very short buzz cut - a number 2 I guess - for years. I have no tattoos, just a collection of scars from general wear and tear and the occasional accident. No one knew unless they asked, or unless my nurse told them. Since the patients I operated on were conscious I felt it best not to play metal in the operating theatre as that actually would have scared the old ladies.

Noooo...

KRALLICE - Crystalline Exhaustion. Again. Even better.

I didn't say I didn't like it, it's just silly. And the happy association with breasts is not concordant with the content of the album which is just what you would expect from the miserabist title. Band names can be a deal breaker for me. I have never listened to BOSS KELOID because I actively hate the band name

So far today...PENDULOUS - A Palpable Sense of Love and Loss. Too much spoken word, but pretty good. It really is a silly band name though. HIPOXIA - Ruinae Ira etc. Good screams. Also, indoors. LOUIS ANDRIESSEN - Writing to Vermeer. Until my wife said 'I don't like this opera.' ALBAN BERG - Lyric Suite (Orchestral version)

It was a fun read, and as the author freely admitted all the numbers probably don't mean much. There does seem to be more black metal than death though. I tend to agree with the thought the author whispered - it is easier to play black metal badly and get away with it than death.

OAR - The Blood You Crave. Aussie doom. Good, but not great. DET EVIGA LEENDET - Reverence. Rather good BM. I really enjoyed it especially by way of contrast. LANAYAH - North Pinion. Noise and other stuff. I like noise.

I really enjoyed his previous one until I got tired of it and it began to grate on me. I have dipped into the new one and it just annoys me. Horses for courses.

My wife had a problem with cats in the roof space in a hotel in Vanuatu... But so did I. There were cats living in the roof and - as cats will - they got frisky at night. My wife had to try to explain this to reception in French.

Exactly. I used to tell the Metal-Fi goats they were unworthy because they didn't get Krallice, but I have been quieter about them recently and underdone is a good word for the recent releases. But Krallice are back.

That's the answer I wanted.

Which leg?

Yep. And not just for metal. But as far as metal goes, if I can't hear the bass I lose interest. That's just me, but it makes a lot of what would be otherwise appealing lo-fi BM uninteresting for me, and it's another reason to hate dungeon synth.

Out in the garden this morning trimming back the exuberant summer growth fed by much more rain than usual KRALLICE - Crystalline Exhaustion. Yep. This is the real deal and I agree their best album for a while. Lots to re-visit and think about. GLOSON - Live at Copperfields. Great live sound. A bit too mid paced and without full attention one song sort of bled into the next. BEHOLDER - Arcane Subreptice. This rips. I ran through it twice. It's hot and very humid and I'm rooted.

Here we are again. I will come back to this thread more often now I have more time. Last week I indulged myself and bought the download of THE ART ENSEMBLE OF CHICAGO and Associated Ensembles. Eighteen hours and 34 minutes of music. The work of these guys includes the whole of jazz, perhaps the whole of life. It's joyful, noisy, challenging, entertaining, beautiful and raw. But always so fucking hip.

Oh, fuck me GG, you've got it all arse about. Rose Tattoo were shit and Angry Anderson is a maggot. I never really liked Chisel, but Jimmy Barnes is a decent human being. INXS - poseurs fronted by a poonce. Crowded House - lovely songs well sung Men at Work - a fucking novelty act But the Oils...nah, you've got to love the Oils. They were great live back in the day and me, the wife, the son and his wife are booked to see them on their farewell tour. That name brought back a memory. A band I was in played as support for Air Supply one night. A pad fell off one of the keys pads of my alto sax rendering it unplayable. I freaked the rest of the band out but just walking off stage to find a roadie with some superglue to fix it. None was found and so I proceeded to play everything for the rest of the gig on my baritone. Oh, and Air Supply were totally shit.

Yep. I discovered them when they opened the night at Hymns to the Dead in Hobart a few years ago and got the shirt after. Very cool shirt.

Well, no, I was just being a dick and teasing those who seem to care. It is true that there are not as many metal bands from Brissie as from Melbourne or Sydney, but Brissie has a smaller population. Two of my favourite Aussie metal bands are from Brisbane - Hope Drone and Spire. The point was of course - and Spire are the great example - cowl wearing producers of arcane BM are as likely to come from sunny Brissie as gloomy Iceland. Not metal, but Brissie was also the home of The Saints.

This is good though. Thanks for reminding me. Where are these dudes from? Not that I give a flying fuck. I've been to Iceland. It was great, but it's not a centre of old Norse mysticism. Some damn fine BM comes out of Brisbane, and you couldn't get much less Norse mystic than fucking Brisbane.

Download and backup. Or backup on two distinct external drives if you are and obsessive git like me. No one is taking my music away.

Just starting with the new KRALLICE - Crystalline Exhaustion - just released today. For the worthy only.

Oh, that looks good. It's hot and humid here. I went for a run this morning and took my wife out for a walk after lunch. Beer o'clock can't come soon enough.

Cosmetic dentistry is a thing and I guess some will swing onto the dark side and venture into other cosmetic procedures. As the recent television exposé showed cosmetic 'medicine' is very poorly regulated here. It's caveat emptor, but as ever, how is the poor emptor to know. Insiders - like me - know who and what is legit and what's not but god help the rest of yers.

Blatant Enslaved worship. Not that there's anything wrong with that. This is quite fun, but I don't like the - presumably programmed - drumming. Get a band, dude.