This was a huge surprise for me. I really had low expectations for this because I have low expectations for any radio alternative band and because Maynard James Keenan is such a dork you never know what to expect from him. On first listen I wasn’t too fond of it but on every listen since I’ve grown to love this album more and more.
Everyone seemed to hate this EP. I guess since I wasn’t a Thou fan to begin with I was able to go into it with zero expectations. I can see why fans were put-off, since it was a lot different from their other albums. But what I listened to of their other albums I thought was crap.
This was an even bigger surprise for me because Anaal Nathrakh always follow-up one of their better albums with a stinker, in my eyes. With the World As Law being so good a few years ago I was prepared to hate this album. But it may be even better. The only place it came up short was the anti-climactic ending.
Some cool industrial doom for people who like to wrap themselves up in cellophane and lay in an empty bathtub while a transvestite punches them in the kidneys until they start pissing blood. Come on, I can’t be the only person?
Post by adamclark52 on Dec 31, 2018 16:55:16 GMT -5
Other albums that didn’t rock my ass Melvins – Pinkus Abortion Technician Deicide – Overtures of Blasphemy
Surprises and good things that happened in 2018 Machine Head - Catharsis Solo was awesome Infinity Wars I got some awesome tattoos Meeting Todd Sinclair, WHO WAS WEARING A BABYMETAL T-SHIRT!!!!! Vegas, baby!!! Playing the Dragon Age series from front to back was awesome The Walking Dead telltale games
Bad things on the horizon Star Wars Episode IX, that’s all that matters in 2019
Some things I AM looking forward to in 2019 Days Gone Going to Maryland Deathfest and hanging out with nerds Ring of Honor being relegated back to high school gyms Your mom
“Sometimes when I get up and emerge from the mists of slumber, my whole room hurts, my whole bedroom, the view from the window hurts, kids go to school, people go shopping, everybody knows where to go, only I don't know where I want to go, I get dressed, blearily, stumbling, hopping about to pull on my trousers, I go and shave with my electric razor - for years now, whenever I shave, I've avoided looking at myself in the mirror, I shave in the dark or round the corner, sitting on a chair in the passage, with the socket in the bathroom, I don't like looking at myself any more, I'm scared by my own face in the bathroom, I'm hurt even by my own appearance, I see yesterday's drunkenness in my eyes, I don't even have breakfast any more, or if I do, only coffee and a cigarette, I sit at the table, sometimes my hands give way under me and several times I repeat to myself, Hrabal, Hrabal, Bohumil Hrabal, you've victoried yourself away, you've reached the peak of emptiness, as my Lao Tzu taught me, I've reached the peak of emptiness and everything hurts, even the walk to the bus-stop hurts, and the whole bus hurts as well, I lower my guilty-looking eyes, I'm afraid of looking people in the eye, sometimes I cross my palms and extend my wrists, I hold out my hands so that people can arrest me and hand me over to the cops, because I feel guilty even about this once too loud a solitude which isn't loud any longer, because I'm hurt not only by the escalator which takes me down to the infernal regions below, I'm hurt even by the looks of the people travelling up, each of them has somewhere to go, while I've reached the peak of emptiness and don't know where I want to go.”
― Bohumil Hrabal, Total Fears: Selected Letters to Dubenka
So yeah, this year was at times a bad one for me and at times a good one. Total extremes of both ends. I already got into that so I don't want to go back into that. I'm not looking forward to the next few months at all but trust me when I say that I'll be fine.
They can strike me down but I shall become more powerful than they can possibly imagine