Drugs were secretly good for you all this time.
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The slowest, heaviest, saddest music you’ll ever willingly cry to.
From jazzed-out cyborgs to dissonant chaos gods and everything that goes BLOOIING in between.
Marilyn Manson is dead. Now it’s just Brian Warner dressing up as your goth older brother who’s never gotten over Bauhaus.
For those who want their metal slow, loud, emotionally ruinous and occasionally French.
I wrote a bad review of Craig Clevenger’s latest novel. He answered. Then we met. Was Literaryville really too small for two aging, sensitive dudes?
This isn’t folk metal in a horned hat, it’s blackened gospel from the fjords.
Folk metal kind of happened and that was kind of it and perfect right from the start.
It was never really a thing to properly speak of, but it was definitely a thing.
Melodic death metal was both counterintuitive and inevitable.
Prog nerds were always part of the metal scene even if they didn't invent it.
