Entertainment

Dropout Boogie tour tonight! Black Angels & Black Mountain at the Commodore. It's gonna be one dark evening. Setlist and analysis to follow.

Glance

Just checking in. I'm at the busiest time of year for school right now. A couple weeks and I'll be on vacation.

The new Kylesa album, Spiral Shadow is ruling my world right now, these guys have just gotten better with each release. It's their fifth platter, and my favourite. The title track just destroys. "Don't Look Back" is catchy like herpes. Crazy eastern guitar leads on "Crowded Road." Giant fucking riffs and huge hardcore shoutalongs. Anthemic, huge, awesome. Look for it on some year-end lists.

Gonna see some shows this week! Quest For Fire and Thee Oh Sees this week for some heavy psych and crazy rock n' roll, then see Bison and Kylesa melt some faces in a couple weeks. It's looking like a heavy winter.

THE BEARD IS BACK. By which I mean, my good friend Noah from Calgary says he's brought me a copy of former Blue Cheer guitarist Randy Holden's 1970 solo album, Population II. Have a taste.

Remembrance

Motörhead's "1916" is a simple, touching tribute to the fallen. I can think of no better song which captures the futility of war. Wear a poppy and hug a veteran today, if you can still find one.

16 years old when I went to war,
To fight for a land fit for heroes,
God on my side,and a gun in my hand,
Counting my days down to zero,
And I marched and I fought and I bled
And I died & I never did get any older,
But I knew at the time, That a year in the line,
Is a long enough life for a soldier,

We all volunteered,
And we wrote down our names,
And we added two years to our ages,
Eager for life and ahead of the game,
Ready for history's pages,
And we fought and we brawled
And we whored 'til we stood,
Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder,

A thirst for the Hun,
We were food for the gun,
And that's What you are when you're soldiers,
I heard my friend cry,
And he sank to his knees,coughing blood
As he screamed for his mother'

And I fell by his side,
And that's how we died,
Clinging like kids to each other,
And I lay in the mud
And the guts and the blood,
And I wept as his body grew colder,

And I called for my mother
And she never came,
Though it wasn't my fault
And I wasn't to blame,
The day not half over
And ten thousand slain,and now
There's nobody remembers our names
And that's how it is for a soldier.

Extraneous

Today is a happy day in British Columbia. Ladies and gentlemen, our Premier, mister Gordon Campbell, has resigned.



I promised myself I wouldn't cry when it happened. And I'm not.

I know this has nothing to do with music, but I'm so happy I just want to stand on the roof and shout out to the world. So... here's a song I guess.

Oh yeah, and Electric Wizard have a new album out, Black Masses, and it probably canes harder than anything since Dopethrone. Just so you know, they are the Heaviest Band in the Universe. I held a cage match once to find out. Anyways, I'm gonna go listen to it. See ya.