Witchcraft, “Samaritan Burden”
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Freedom rock.
Listen: Witch, “Rip Van Winkle”
All I want to do this Halloween is lock myself up in my room with some whiskey and horror movies and music that sounds like this. Or, go to the parade in the Village. Haven’t decided yet.
Sunn O))) at Brooklyn Masonic Temple | Beyond Race
I built this show up to mythic proportions in my mind. I’m not sure why. I find drone metal boring in most cases, but I couldn’t wait to see Sunn O))). I was looking for a unique experience. Their performance was definitely like nothing I’d ever experienced. Their music had such an intimidating physicality about it. But the theatrics were a bit much. I mean, I get it. You’re creepy, and the first five minutes of deep chanting and fog machine got under my skin. After a half an hour of it, I almost left out of boredom. Still, black metal legend Attila Csihar was unreal; like a living nightmare.
I really loved the show, but I actually wanted to have more of a visceral reaction to it. I wanted to either fall into a trance or run out of the room screaming in tongues and vomiting. I guess that’s a pretty tall order, though.
Interview with Giant Squid for Submerge Magazine

Warning: This interview is Seriously Nerdy. It’s also kind of long, but I hope you enjoy it. Giant Squid is one of the more interesting bands in metal, and not many people have heard of them. Their new album, The Ichthyologist, is very adventurous and toes a fine line between heady and murky. Luckily, it leans enough toward the former to be interesting. Listening to it is like unlocking a puzzle, in some ways. I’m just not sure if there’s a solution. I might post a song a little later when I’m on my desktop. It’s definitely worth checking out if you like weird or heavy music. Or both. Or if you’ve just got a boner for squids.
mrmt:
I want to start a doom metal and/or stoner rock band just so I can make this our album cover. Did someone already beat me to it? Leviathan is already taken, but maybe we can think of another name—something similarly titanic and full of despair. I can rummage through my old Magic cards for ideas.
If you’ve got a beard, have named your bong and plan your schedule around your weekly D&D game, please call me.
A little doom to go with your candy.

