NokturnalBoredom

The Cure "Seventeen Seconds"

That talk of Behemoth covering The Cure's "A Forest" inspired me to put this album on.

White Death promo on cassette. 
Fuck all ye naysayers. 
😛

Emperor "Anthems to the Welkin at Dusk"

It finally got here. I'm so stoked on this album, this in combination with Spiritual Black Dimensions that I got yesterday, I feel seventeen again.

Blues is a great album but I really like Wretch too. I also like Vista Chino and some of John's solo stuff.

I liked it overall. I'm a big fan of The Cure's original but I thought they did it justice. The last 2 songs are better though, I agree on that.

I can't be stuffed looking for the images right now, but back in about 82 when Danny Spitz was in the band and DD called himself DD Blaze. They used to hit the stage with capes, platform boots, teased hair, eye liner and lipstick. Okay it wasn't quite as bad as those Chicks With Dicks bands like the Crue but it was still a long way from where they are today.

Caught me out. I googled obscure logos as I wanted extremely hard to work out ones.  Don't know there music. 😄. 
Thanks for info. 

Mistigo Varggoth Darkestra isn't even really black metal, it's like "dark ambient" or "dungeon synth" or something. It's another one of Varggoth's side projects that is nowhere near as good as Nokturnal Mortum.

He has a new death metal project called Necrom but if it's anything like his other side projects, it's probably not worth listening to. He needs to just stick to Nokturnal Mortum and put all of his creative energy into that.

You could probably get some aftermarket plastic album sleeves and then duct tape the large format album cover art onto your t-shirts and save a lot of money on merch that way. You could have one album cover on the front and another on the back to advertise your musical preferences to passers-by both coming and going. I know it's usually hot as fuck in Tampa (my daughter lives in Winter Haven, I hate going down there into Satan's asshole to visit even in winter) so you could probably even skip the shirt altogether and tape them album covers right to your skin, it'd be like a homemade black metal tank top.

As they say you can choose your friends but you can't choose your family!
 
 

Carbon black is an anti-static agent so, certainly in the past, black records were demonstrably better sounding.
It could be that coloured vinyl manufacturing/materials have improved in recent years but consider that practically every band active today records and mixes in the digital realm. The master file that went to the pressing plant to then be filtered/degraded to put back in an analog format (like the soundwave that blasted out of the 4x12 captured by a microphone in the first place....assuming there was a 4x12 and not a cab sim!) was most likely a 24 bit digital file (hopefully mastered for full dynamic range, although most are not).
I get the compulsion to collect something; I used to collect Star Wars figures as a child. It is pretty common. I just like to challenge why people have the habits they do.
The world does not need another splatter vinyl edition. It is groaning under the weight of hubris as it is. Besides which, there is a huge backlog at pressing plants due to lack of resources....doesn't that indicate that it is time for something new? I reckon the future should be in large format art books with lyrics, band info etc - for those who absolutely positively gotta have something to put on a shelf.

Been there before. It was the darkest period of my life and didn't help that I was in love with a girl who was toxic for me and vice-versa. We used to do ice and drink together and one night would turn into three until the next thing you know, you've been awake for five days and even worse, are getting behind the wheel of a vehicle to go geocaching at 4am and the cops want to know what you're doing and why you're acting so damn sketchy. The best decision I ever made for myself was cutting all of that garbage out of my life. I do not miss any of it and the thought of ever touching any of that stuff again fills me with abject terror.

I did not have a hard time quitting. I hated having to go buy ice because it involved an 80mile roundtrip through cop-infested territory and sketchy handoffs in parking lots and 7-elevens. So on May 17th, 2017 I did the last of what I had and then simply never went and got any more. I was depressed for a few days, but then I went and got a full time job and quickly felt a lot better about myself. Sometimes I miss smoking weed, but not enough to go an get my medical marijuana card renewed. I feel like I am in a better frame of mind and more productive without it.

I hope your wife's nephew gets the help he needs before it's too late. Drugs are a one-way ticket to an early grave.

I too like colored vinyl, gimmick or not. I've consigned to the fact that my hearing, and signal chain, isn't advanced enough to really blindpick an audible differences between black and colored vinyl. I think the production and mastering are much more likely to affect my experience. Picture discs are known to be dicey though, since the manufacturing process isn't the same as when you just press a regular vinyl puck into a disc. But I've heard that has gotten better as well now.
I like when there's an etching or screenprint on the last side of a vinyl, this is often done when there's only music to cover 3 sides so the 4th is left blank. Good examples include Hail of Bullets - On divine wings

and Rheia Gorecki - VV

I'm going to check out In Defence later, I like silly crossover thrash and the topics they throw around.

In Defence is good crossover thrash that leans more toward the hardcore side of the spectrum (think S.O.D. or DRI). I have the LP "Don't Know How to Breakdance" and I spin it ever couple of days because it's like S.O.D. in that it's humorous but the humor is more innocent and not toward the "offensive" side of things like S.O.D. was. They have songs about veganism (I Eat Kids), having your bike stolen (Bike Thieves Can Suck It), and other silly stuff (Veronica Mars, Bringer of War). I like them a lot but they are broken up now.

The other band I'll recommend is a band that I recently discovered and have been crazy about since I got their album in the mail the other week, Colombia's Witchtrap. They're like a blackthrash thing but with more of an old school sound than say, Witchery. They are very much influenced by Venom, Kreator, and Destruction & their lyrics are standard early black metal fare (think like Hell Awaits-era Slayer). Some people have criticized them and said that they bite riffs off of earlier bands, but to be completely honest, if you're going for an old school vibe, you're probably going to be biting riffs in one way or another.

This reminds me of my story about quitting all drugs:

I used to smoke a lot of weed. That was the drug that I used more than any other that I ever got caught up in doing. I had a medical marijuana card here in Florida for a little while, so I could go to the dispensary and buy marijuana products & I generally enjoyed them even if they did make me dumber, slower, and less motivated (they made listening to bands like Sleep and Acid Witch sound incredible).

So why did I quit a year ago when I could legally go and buy, possess, and use marijuana products?

A best friend of mine came down with really bad testicular cancer a few years ago. Like really bad where he had to have both of his testicles removed because they swelled up to the size of grapefruits overnight. Instead of trying chemotherapy or radiation, he decided that he was going to try and treat his cancer with cannabis oil. Needless to say, it did not work and the cancer spread to his blood and now he's gone & I'm still trying to get over it and navigate life without having him around. We played disc golf together, he would come over and we'd smoke weed and listen to black metal and stoner metal records, and we'd watch Dr. Steve Brule and laugh our heads off. Now I can't do any of that anymore because he has crossed to a plane that I cannot go.

Maybe I'm in the wrong, but I blame the marijuana advocacy people (who I myself was one and did a lot to get medical marijuana approved in Florida) who incorrectly claim that cancer can be treated with phytochemicals in "whole" cannabis oil. My buddy was already into medical & nutritional woo, but had he just attempted chemo or radiation, he might have lived and I wouldn't always be hurting like this a year after the fact. He was a victim of bullshit, nonsensical information by people who don't know what the hell they are talking about (Marijuana helps with the symptoms of cancer, but it cannot cure cancer or send it into remission otherwise Bob Marley would probably still be alive). Because of this, I have stopped using marijuana even though I like it and I feel like I am better off as a result. I am more motivated, mentally clearer, and overall my attitude is better and my schizoaffective disorder more manageable. Besides, smoking weed just isn't the same without my buddy anymore. Instead of having fun and relaxing, I get paranoid and uptight, feel run-down and depressed when I do it now and oftentimes feel confused and "unprepared" for what life throws at me.

I feel like quitting drugs and taking charge of my mental illness was the best possible decision that I could have made. Do I miss doing drugs? Sometimes... but it's not so much the being on drugs, it's the things I did with other people when I would use. So now I am living the SOBERTOWN USA lifestyle and I feel like it's been a net positive for me, I just wish that I had chosen to do it sooner than 31 years of age because drugs cost me a lot of good opportunities that I had in life, as I prioritized my use of drugs over things like careers, relationships, and personal responsibility.

Some will say if you know one song you know them all because all Overkill songs sound the same.

Fellow Floridian here. I'm in the definite red (NW) part of our great experiment. Nice to see more representation from the craziest state in the union. Stick around a while and enjoy a chat.

Street drugs, what a fucking bummer. They were everywhere when I was a teenager. A good few of my friends went through drug habits and came out the other side. Some didn't. One loss in particular is still with me over 20 years later. Not like alcohol is great for one's health, but at least we're not stuck taking our chances on black market pruno.

That's technically true but it doesn't have much bearing on the listening experience. The "approximation" you get with digital files is more accurate than vinyl reproduction (remember that the waveform is reconstructed, that's what convertors do), and the frequencies you're missing are outside the range of human hearing. Nothing wrong with enjoying the sound of your vinyl signal chain, but the idea that digital files are inferior in some objective way doesn't hold water.
From what I've read about recent vinyl production, the materials for colored discs have actually gotten better these days, but black vinyl has traditionally been the most durable because the carbon they use for coloring strengthens the material.

That was most likely a bootleg too. The last vinyl pressing of Aenima happened some time in the 90's and now they go for hundreds of dollars. The median price for an OG pressing is $600 and the 1997 repress is currently for sale on Discogs for a cool $1400! There's a plethora of bootlegs of all Tool albums because for some reason, they seem to hate vinyl. Not even the latest album has gotten a vinyl release.

I believe that completely. The drugs you got in the 80s were more pure and weren't cut with shit like Fentanyl, of which only I think 3mg is needed to kill a person. Fentanyl cut is the main reason why I will never touch a street drug again in my entire life. If I do decide to go back to pot smoking or taking speed, it's going to be stuff from a dispensary or speed I get from a doctor to treat adult ADHD. I'd never risk putting something in my system again that could be tainted with that shit and everything, even street weed now, is tainted with it because they weigh it out on the same scales and do not fully clean the scales between weighing different drugs. It's a major problem down here in Florida and is why I carry four doses of Narcan with me wherever I go, just in case I happen upon an overdose because people are dropping like flies around here from that shit.

 
 
Believe it or not, I have no problem with adults who choose to use drugs in the privacy of their own homes. It's when people take drugs and then get behind the wheel of a car or go out in public and start fucking with people that I have a problem with it. When I was doing ice, I used to hate having to leave the house I was using it at and it would frequently cause conflict because everyone would get high and want to go out whereas I just wanted to stay home and listen to music, play video games, or just hang out and talk someone's ear off for hours. I actually think that drugs should be legalized and obtained through dispensaries so that people can get pure, good quality drugs and that they should be able to use them in their own homes however they see fit. Then those drug purchases are taxed and that money is used to fund whatever. Most drugs, when taken responsibly aren't really that dangerous if a person is operating with informed consent. It's when they're buying shit off the street and they don't know how pure/strong it is, what it's cut with, etc that it becomes truly dangerous.

I don't associate with drug users anymore for the purposes of my own sobriety, but I have a soft spot for people who choose to use drugs because I know what it's like. I am a huge proponent of harm reduction strategies like needle exchanges and safe, sterile injection sites. Unfortunately the so-called "authorities" often try to claim that these programs and locations "encourage people to use drugs" which is bullshit on it's face, because I've never known of someone choosing to begin shooting intravenous drugs because of the existence of needle exchange programs.

 
 
It sounds like that's a major problem where you are (Australia, right?). The problem with our judges in America is that there is one hell of a two-tiered, "pay to play" (in)justice system where if a wealthy person commits a crime, they pay a fine and never see the inside of a cell for the most part. This effectively allows the wealthy to commit whatever crimes they want and simply "pay to play". Disparities in sentencing for stuff like crack cocaine versus powder cocaine is also an example of this: because crack is used by poor people, it carries a much higher penalty than powder cocaine which is used primarily by wealthy people. Not related to drugs, but right now there's a big to-do in America about how our senators and congressmen are effectively allowed to engage in insider trading whereas someone like me who would do the same thing would be getting time in at least a white collar prison. It comes back to the two-tiered system of (in)justice in America and is a reason why for the most part, police can brutalize people and rarely suffer any sort of a penalty. When I was locked up for 18 days last year, they did not give me the psychiatric medications that I needed and made no attempt to even have me see a jail psychiatrist to get medications for my condition, so my 18 days in the slammer were "interesting" to say the least. I've decided that once I get off of probation, I am going to sue the shit out of the jail and county sheriff's office and I'm not so much expecting to win as I am expecting to at least get some publicity for the cause of mental health & the incarcerated.

 
 
It's kind of the same way here. Our judges and police are rarely if ever held accountable for any of the stupid decisions that they make, but then again, we have persecutors who care more about their "record" in securing convictions than they care about doing the right thing and exonerating people when new or further evidence comes along that would exonerate them and get them out of jail or prison. A lot of the time, said persecutors will suppress this evidence so that their precious "records" are not tainted. The criminal (in)justice system in America is remarkably flawed but from what you're telling me, it doesn't seem like it's that much better anywhere else in the English-speaking world for various reasons.

Do you guys get to vote to retain judges like we do in the US or are your judges merely unelected, unaccountable bureaucrats who are appointed by the political elite?
 

In the years I spent on the road with bands we had a 24/7 life of load in, set up, drink, do whatever drugs were going around, pull down, load out, drive to the next town. Looking at it now it's a shitty life, but we couldn't be told that at the time. The difference for us was that we did look after each other, we did keep each other out of deep shit. There was cops, there was angry ex's, there was pricks who just wanted to fight with the road crew, but it was our livelihood and we were a family (of sorts) so we looked after each other. As weird as it sounds back then in the 80's drugs were also cleaner, sure everyone remembers that line about the bad acid at Woodstock, but drugs in general weren't cut with such terrible shit.
Someone like my wife's nephew isn't at the stage where he wants help. He thinks the world is against him and his only choice it to live high, so he begs, borrows, steals and generally does whatever it takes to get that next hit. There is many reasons why he ended up on that path and realistically none of them matter now, it's the future that matters but he still can't see past the next hit. Because he rarely has much money he's also one of those addicts that buys the cheapest shit cut with some of the worst additives.
One of this countries biggest failures is the judicial system that keeps letting addicts off. Don't get me wrong I'm not absolving drug users from their crimes, but the cops (most) do their best to keep the peace and keep the drug users off the street. The hospitals do their best at treating them, but the judges keep letting them off with bail or suspended sentences and that helps none of them. But the worst thing is our judicial system protects the fuckwit judges because no judge is held at all accountable for the crimes the person with a hundred priors commits after being let off with another slap on the wrist. Judges should be held accountable for the people they let off, or set free, especially those with long records, we'd certainly get a shit load less paroles and criminals walking the street if they were, but it wont ever happen.
That is a little over simplified and I understand the first step a drug user needs to take is their own because a user has to want to be clean before it will happen. But if the law actually worked there would be more addicts getting the help they need than there is walking the streets committing crimes.

Been there before. It was the darkest period of my life and didn't help that I was in love with a girl who was toxic for me and vice-versa. We used to do ice and drink together and one night would turn into three until the next thing you know, you've been awake for five days and even worse, are getting behind the wheel of a vehicle to go geocaching at 4am and the cops want to know what you're doing and why you're acting so damn sketchy. The best decision I ever made for myself was cutting all of that garbage out of my life. I do not miss any of it and the thought of ever touching any of that stuff again fills me with abject terror.

I did not have a hard time quitting. I hated having to go buy ice because it involved an 80mile roundtrip through cop-infested territory and sketchy handoffs in parking lots and 7-elevens. So on May 17th, 2017 I did the last of what I had and then simply never went and got any more. I was depressed for a few days, but then I went and got a full time job and quickly felt a lot better about myself. Sometimes I miss smoking weed, but not enough to go an get my medical marijuana card renewed. I feel like I am in a better frame of mind and more productive without it.

I hope your wife's nephew gets the help he needs before it's too late. Drugs are a one-way ticket to an early grave.

Not a recent death as such, but sometimes it seems like it was just yesterday that I spoke to her for the first time...
Tristessa from Astarte ( Maria Kolokouri ) died on August 10th 2014 from complications related to leukemia. We can all talk about how terrible cancer is, but I would rather tell how Tristessa was when she was alive!m
I got in touch with her after having bought the debut CD from Astarte and then contacting her to request an interview, after having written a review for a Danish underground music magazine called Metal Poisoning. She wrote back sending me a huge envolope with what seemed like a zillion flyers for obscure Greek black metal bands, a copy of their second album, a few post cards with even more obscure black metal bands, a very freindly hand written letter including an e-mail adress where I could contact her to arrange a time for a phone interview. Damn, I miss the late 90's early 2000's...these days it would just be a short e-mail reply and a few links
What had really taken me by surprise when listening to Astarte for the very first time was how that girl could....GROWL!!!! She was bloody amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What took me by an even bigger surprise was how gentle and girly she sounded on the phone...I had expected a raspy butch voice and what did I hear??? A little girl voice...now that is what I call talent!!!!! And she was the sweetest person imaginable...first off she was thrilled that anyone could even be bothered to take her and her band seriously, second off she knew her metal!!!! And thirdly she had a cracking sense of humour: after the actual interview had ended we talked a while longer about goddesses, European paganism, and those bloody sodding men in the metal scene...who were so sodding bloody stubborn and old fashioned to not give girl bands a decent chance and what the bloody hell we felt like doing to them (cudos to you for counting how many times I have written "bloody" so far) including strapping Sakis (Rotting Christ) to a wall using bondage gear...and having one hell of a laugh about it
Years later I found her on Myspace, we greeted and added eacother on our freinds list...and mourned together when Ronnie James Dio died. 
I miss her.....