Death to False Metal

As you can see from the side bar I've been reading Lords of Chaos about the rise of the underground Satanic music scene. It's been a good read so far and as you can imagine, especially if you've seen Metal: A Headbanger's Journey (if you like metal in any form you have to watch this movie if you haven't already), a large chunk of it (so far anyway) is dealing with the Black Metal scene in Norway and there's a lot of coverage on Varg Vikernes (aka Count Grishnackh) of the band Burzum, Norwegian Metal's most infamous star in prison for murdering fellow Black Metal scenester (actually one of the founders of the scene/genre) and former friend Euronymous (real name Øystein Aarseth) and burning churches, and not just any churches but the beautiful old Fantoft stave church . . . in fact the remains were used on the cover of the Aske (Norwegian for Ashes) album by his band Burzum.

Varg is still in prison and has gone from espousing Satanism to Heathenism/a return to the old pre-Christian Nordic religion and a form of National Socialism. You can read more about Varg's political/ religious views on the Burzum website or the Varg Wiki page, both linked above. In fact last year in Niagara Falls I met some Norwegian people and one said that she'd spoken to Varg on the phone from prison, came to be because a friend was in the same lock up and the friend put Varg on the phone. I don't know how many people are in Norway (and no I'm not going to Google it) but talk about small world eh?

The book is really good and I'm not a black metal fan (in fact I walked out of Dimmu Borgir's (one of black metal's most commercially successful/mainstream acts) show at the Walker a while back, but I do like the Children of Bodom (Finnish Black Metal) and listen to a little Cradle of Filth (English Gothic Black Metal)). Well worth the read, but you might not want to read too much at a time or get indoctrinated yourself.

Well that's enough discussion of evil for the time being; so let's lighten things up with Rodney Carrington singing Show Them to Me, and of course you know the audience obliges. Who knew that whipping out your breasts was such a patriotic thing to do? This song reminds me of the Sons of Butcher song Whip 'Em Out. If you're not familiar with the awesomeness that is the SOB here's a link to their videos up on YouTube, I couldn't find Whip 'Em Out on YouTube but it is on their 2nd record Meatlantis, a record about the undersea city of the same name.

Well that's about all for today, until next blog.