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As someone who grew up in the West Midlands, I’ve always had a bit of a soft spot for stoner metal. It’s not because Black Sabbath are from Birmingham or anything like that, it’s just that, like many people who live there, I spent many nights of my life working in faceless, soul-crushing warehouses, and somehow, brutal hypnotic metal seemed to mirror the feeling of complete emptiness that comes from endlessly loading boxes of kids clothes onto the back of artic lorries. 849 more words
And All the Grownups Will Say, “But Why Are the Kids Crying?’ And the Kids Will Say, ‘Haven’t You Heard? Rick is Dead! The People’s Poet is Dead!”
Rk Mayall passed away yesterday. Not many in America are familiar with him, except for those who were weaned on The Young Ones. I was one of the lucky ones to get clued in early on his work. 408 more words
Few bands are more legendary than the Rallizes, the mighty Rallizes: the stripped comarades.
And it’s strange that a band so influential was mostly documented on bootlegs, and literally has about ten songs in total. 803 more words