Death Metal fell in love with itself. Then slam told it to go fuck itself.
All in Essays
An essay on how villainy is (mostly) something that happens to you.
This is not a novel about an invisible observer. This is a novel about the fatality of being seen.
A song is not automatically good because it’s hard to play and a song is not automatically bad or stupid because it’s straightforward.
A fascinating book about our how our relationship to reality is dictated by culture.
There’s a moment in everyone’s life where you decide whether you really like music or not. Here’s the story of mine.
Whether you like Limp Bizkit or only ironically pretend to like them, Re-Arranged earnestly slaps.
The last 14 pages of this book are about Kurt Cobain’s death. It’s both the most and least important part of it.
Bored with Netflix? Going crazy in confinement? Jump down the rabbit hole of the best JRPG ever made.
Metal played an important part in the person I am today. The first two people responsible for that are Chris Cornell and Phil Anselmo.
Pop culture analysis has become common grounds today. But Sex, Drugs & Cocoa Puffs is an enduring reminder that we’re doing it wrong.
Smells Like Teen Spirit (the song and the video) were the first chapter of my journey into the Devil’s Music.
It doesn’t matter if you like glam metal or not. You only need to remember it to understand the beauty and importance of this book.
