I grew up watching The Terminator, and look at me now, nothing wrong with me.
My goal in life is to finish out my days by at least killing seven people.
This isn't because I am unstable, it is simply due to the fact that I enjoy the thought of killing.
Wednesday, 28 April 2010
Tuesday, 20 April 2010
...listening to this one is much like being one of the Antarctic crew of the Carpenter movie "The Thing",standing before their ghastly,otherwordly shapeshifting foe,yet with no real idea what "IT" actually is,beyond the fact that it clearly isn´t very nice.
A personal favourite ... nuff said ... sorry Jim !!
Monday, 19 April 2010
Thursday, 15 April 2010
Wednesday, 14 April 2010
The Xulim have trudged on in their need to infect the Xuliverse with their sounds and concepts. After many battles, losses and victories the Xulim returned home to the m:1 sector, wiser for their experiences and collective galactic plundering.
As we look back to our beginnings we see a simple AI learning for itself what was to be expected of it as the Xulim began to push the NebulaCruiser Xul to the unexplored corners of existence. As it grew the collective hive mind of the Xulim grew. It realized it needed to cast off elements of itself in order to grow. Stronger for the experience of shooting its weaker elements out of an airlock. The Xulim set their sights on focusing on the greater goal. The defeat of its first opposition. The Luvanicron. What sent the Xulim scattering from their homeworld to begin with began to follow them, a mind dedicated to destroying the ideals of Xul. It came with weapons systems locked and incinerated the surface of Homeworld in the m:1 sector. NebulaCruiser Xul fired up its ion engines and warped on to other sectors. Always studying the Luvanicron to understand its weaknesses and vulnerabilities. In time its estrodroids were able to even conquer a Xulim and Thulsa_Xul fell in battle, as chronicled in our past Xul Ex Machina posts. The weaknesses were eventually revealed, and swarm after swarm of suicidal Xulborgs were unleashed on the Luvanicron itself. Where cannon fire had failed, cannon fodder would succeed. In time the Xulim themselves would launch an all out assault and send one of their own hurtling into the half organic heart of the Luvanicron itself, armed with explosives of Xul design. Belum_Xul was chosen for this task, and completed his mission of setting the explosives as the Luvanicron was distracted by the oncoming swarms of Xulborgs. The Xuliverse itself stopped for a moment, and the heart of the Luvanicron exploded, setting off a chain reaction that nearly ripped open the fabric of space itself. Even Belum_Xul could not escape this blast, and as a result his damaged frame was brought back to NebulaCruiser Xul and eventually reawakened. His mind semi shattered from the experience, his name would be changed to reflect the onset of a new era for the Xulim. With the Luvanicron's network of estrodroids falling from the atmospheres of their planets as inert pieces of junk, the formerly explored worlds were once again free to recolonize. The Xulim found the radiation levels of Homeworld to be tolerable, and reestablished themselves in their dominion. Reaching out now to lash out at a universe ready for the plunder.
So, our loyal Xulborgs, you may ask... Where do the Xulim go from here? The answer? Everywhere. Xulim operations are expanding in a multitude of different directions. Our new prototype armor operation is currently behind schedule, awaiting a Xulim council to decide the aesthetic value for maximum effectiveness of battlefield terror tactics.
Audio warfare division will continue on as has been our staple. New strains of aural bacteria are being researched for your use and abuse.
Interrogations are to begin shortly with subjects responsible for the creation of these various strains. We must know the full scope of these weapons, not just that they simply work.
Xul Creations will be our new strain for projects, with various battle tested veterans and new recruits alike.
And as for the Xulim themselves? Tractus_Xul is currently exploring new concepts in pornographic exploitation. Narkoun_Xul is at work in the forge of the Xul Cartel. Namru_Xul is lurching behind with damaged engines to catch back up with the rest of the Xul fleet.
Algol_Xul is going through an active system analysis. Nazgul_Xul (formerly Belum) is establishing his home base in the nebular clouds in the m:1 sector. Nihilus_Xul is securing the resources for constructing the Xul compound.
Xul is just getting started. ALL HAIL XUL!
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The ability to create a fictional universe within your head. With cultures, languages, beliefs, landscapes and history. Surely in the terms of art, can there be any greater ability than to think up a universe that others believe in and chronicle? The impact of Tolkien is well noted throughout the history of metal culture. But none were ever so able to capture the pure essence of the work like Summoning. Their primitive roots gave birth to a monster no one could have expected... Fusing darkwave with black metal in an idea that no one had touched before, or really even could begin to touch since. These are the masters of their craft, the true weavers of the tales at the fire, passing down their stories to the captivated crowd as their faces move with shadow as the flames flicker. The telling of the tales is a simple formula, but one that is incredibly effective. Bombast, atmosphere, length... Each 6-10 min song taking its time and repeating its themes to you in order to sink itself deep into your psyche so that you remember the tales yourself to pass down one day. So many others have tried since, but none have ever been as fanciful of a speaker as Summoning. Start with Stronghold to initiate yourself. Then look back to Dol Guldur and Nightshade Forests. From there you will be properly initiated into the world of Summoning to seek out the rest of their works.
WHO CAN TELL YOU THE AGE OF THE MOON? WELL I CAN.
Tuesday, 13 April 2010
I was out doing my typical survey of the territory. Everything was as usual. Saggy breasted 40 year olds, 400 pound behemoths thinking they're sexy, the occasional glimpse of a 120 pound woman doing something to her asshole. But then suddenly, my scanners picked up something quite odd. At first, I figured it was just a glitch in the system, but then I saw it before me. Here is an image I managed to capture of the anomaly before it disappeared.
Sunday, 11 April 2010
“Without a single doubt the best G.I.S.M. bootleg ever made.” can be read on G.I.S.M.´s unofficial website...well I´d personally simplify this to “Without a single doubt the BEST bootleg ever made”. I can only compare this to “a tribute to the black emperors” (Mayhem) vinyl bootleg.
Listening to a song like “Fire”(Believe it or not this is some early 80´s compilation "song") can only be comparable to the 1st time I listened to that version of “Carnage” contained in the later.Instantly reminds me of why I got into Metal/Punk in the 1st place,the uncompromising naked aggression, a lingering sense that “the boundary between “music” and actual threat can at times get rather blurry" blah,blah,blah ...(to be continued or edited or whatever when I happen to be less boring or more drugged up ... or both)
Punks IS Hippies
Friday, 9 April 2010
Once upon a time in Finland there was a band called ...And Oceans. Who were basically some amusing but in the end dull sympho bm that later turned into some industrial dabbled bm with way too much pop added. Then they realized they were all infected with AIDS and got angry. Dissolving their past innocence they came back with a teen raping vengeance infection machine called Havoc Unit. Much more effective than their prior work and even proof that you can be influenced by Meshuggah without being a completely boring heap of shit.
Definitely headed in the right direction here.
WHEN SNUFF IS NO LONGER ENOUGH