tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67405586752699340362024-03-05T05:51:38.532+01:00For The Greater GoodA simple music blog operated by myself exclusively that attempts to cater to a broad spectrum of tastes.Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.comBlogger319125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-31875837049024649242010-09-15T02:48:00.003+02:002010-09-15T02:59:06.523+02:00For those who still had hope<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">This Blog Is Dead. Thank you, and goodbye.<br /></span></span><b style="font-family: verdana;"></b></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-87805878617411918322010-05-14T11:21:00.003+02:002010-05-14T11:40:03.622+02:00The Parallellograms/The Pains of Being Pure at Heart - Split EP<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNycsVZhKPUq57p0wLNUAmZQxkktwhAJw9FkiUg0-UBSCiKLWkpcydgLBBqlDpKg-7lS0aK9POwIL5Up1yp7tQO55x-ujsZr8H4HmCCOk3Bs9ASkDdg1xQ4atK0YsT8oL4AcM6vFTXSYg/s1600/the+parallelograms+%26+the+pains.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNycsVZhKPUq57p0wLNUAmZQxkktwhAJw9FkiUg0-UBSCiKLWkpcydgLBBqlDpKg-7lS0aK9POwIL5Up1yp7tQO55x-ujsZr8H4HmCCOk3Bs9ASkDdg1xQ4atK0YsT8oL4AcM6vFTXSYg/s320/the+parallelograms+%26+the+pains.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471057413864108242" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Indie pop<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - UK/USA<b><br />Year of release</b> - 2008<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 11.35 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I've been having other things on my mind than my blog, excuse me for the lack of updates lately. I'm not sure if that is changing very soon. Watch and pray. </span><br /><br />Well I hope everybody knows I love <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">T</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">he Pains</span>, only on this here fine EP I have to admit they are being topped by their British splitmates. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Parallellograms</span> play ultra-upbeat, ultra-simple, ultra-childlike but very noisy twee pop, with a rawness of production that would scare the lads of <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Von</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> or </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Beherit</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;">Pop the Bubbles</span> is fantastic, gets me ready for summer (if only the weather worked along). As for the Pains, <span style="font-style: italic;">Kurt Cobain's Cardigan</span> sadly is quite a nondescript song and I know they can do better than this. Also of course I prefer their more melodramatic songs.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Parallellograms - 1, 2, 3, go!</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Parallellograms - Pop the bubbles</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Pains of Being Pure at Heart - Kurt Cobain's Cardigan<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mnjnnxodjft"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-88115643184083006152010-04-27T14:01:00.004+02:002010-04-27T16:33:45.176+02:00The Wounded - Atlantic<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigkHk_dqf02jBm2nuTLvCOT-9_G7rVDO601LHWu8GRiyx8PHqKoqZWItTj6XvmFzg11CBUJ2xUGtwB6hObEJ94qPtyR9zv2sMOhvTVi8hCkvX5QL6i1Ov4vTDhcU7khwae9mmR_9dSM2o/s1600/the+wounded+-+atlantic.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigkHk_dqf02jBm2nuTLvCOT-9_G7rVDO601LHWu8GRiyx8PHqKoqZWItTj6XvmFzg11CBUJ2xUGtwB6hObEJ94qPtyR9zv2sMOhvTVi8hCkvX5QL6i1Ov4vTDhcU7khwae9mmR_9dSM2o/s320/the+wounded+-+atlantic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464825247019817378" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Gothic/doom metal/rock<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Origin</span> - The Netherlands<b><br />Year of release</b> - 2004<b><br />Bitrate</b> - </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >192 kbps</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Size</b> - 65.33 MB<br /><br />A majestic opus of downcast gloom rock is not an export product you might expect from the picturesque province of Drenthe, or maybe again, it's exactly what you can expect - I wouldn't know what to do with myself either except for masturbating, drinking pils and playing depressive music. Living in the inhabited world I don't need to play depressive music because I have internet so I can listen to others doing it for me. All this tells you nothing about the album and is discriminating to non-Randstadters, I'm sorry. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Atlantic</span> is as vast and deep and churning restless as the ocean mirroring steel-grey skies. Singer Marco van der Velde has an astounding emotional voice and gives a great performance on songs like <span style="font-style: italic;">18. Carat Dust</span> or the lethargic, extra-extra-tortured <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Nirvana</span> cover. The long closer and title track is a great hypnotic trip though lands of guilt and dejection. It's been six long years without an album now, I hope <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Wounded</span> will soon be patched up enough to write some more material. Who else hurts you so well?<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hollow world</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">18. carat dust</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Running on empty</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Day of joy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Northern lights</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">"Prelude"</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Smells like teen spirit (Nirvana cover)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">We are darker</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Atlantic<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?cwnm4nmwdzn"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-58287755370603149162010-04-24T20:05:00.006+02:002010-04-24T22:01:27.163+02:00Kreator - Endless Pain<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxsRo9CetwhUNETnVnuyssXE9imXet0H-QzljOCXla4WYAr0RzVk7CE4LbmzNEzZ2ju-j3yN6Nzae3LSGocCkQhCVVl6EnZKzfi3YOonlvH2ExOyjK0F6omRLO05my_SOJdIH30x3Bj0/s1600/kreator+-+endless+pain.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxsRo9CetwhUNETnVnuyssXE9imXet0H-QzljOCXla4WYAr0RzVk7CE4LbmzNEzZ2ju-j3yN6Nzae3LSGocCkQhCVVl6EnZKzfi3YOonlvH2ExOyjK0F6omRLO05my_SOJdIH30x3Bj0/s320/kreator+-+endless+pain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463768762931723346" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b></b><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Genre(s)</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> -</span> Thrash metal<br /><b style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</b><span style="font-weight: bold;"> -</span> Germany<br /><b></b><b style="font-weight: bold;">Year of release</b><span style="font-weight: bold;"> -</span> Early 1985<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bitrate -</span> 128 kbps<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Size - </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">49.47 MB</span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">This is a repost; the inverse had happened as with the previous post: still a post, but no file.</span><br /><br />I bought <span style="font-weight: bold;">Endless Pain</span> on a whim when I was 14 and at that time it was the most extreme cd that I had, but it was instant love. Thrash metal is not my type of music - too angular - and t</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >o this date, Kreator are perhaps the only band that I can really say I like.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Endless Pain</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">, their debut, is a darker, cruder, slower affair than the three or four 'classic' albums that followed, in fact there's a lot of early </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Bathory</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> in here. Texts are mostly about satan and killing people, rather a pity but you must remember it was the spirit of the times and these guys were no more than teens when they wrote this. Most of the songs have excellent riffage and the dank dungeon smell of eighties' old school thrash and proto-black metal makes this one of </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Kreator</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">'s most interesting releases. </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Tormentor</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> and </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Flag of Hate</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">, two of the best songs, are still played live today and notice the cool, almost epic bridges in </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Dying Victims</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> and </span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Son of Evil</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">.</span><br /></span><ol><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Endless pain</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Total death</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Storm of the beast</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Tormentor</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Son of evil</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Flag of hate</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Cry war</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Bonebreaker</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Living in fear</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Dying victims</span></span><br /></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zzdgnecy5yj"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-60661373513132940482010-04-22T11:59:00.004+02:002010-04-22T13:22:46.416+02:00Skagos - Ást<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-b_l_ptgkdBBxT3mskoPzWATyr1s2s2gftoVQVxHH6zOPu6ZyRGetH8HVAJi58Jej_munL3la0tlYg-J8Hrg_7fHGbFfm1iP8CsI2rofUlVUEUlKzePDJ-EA6sxqyCAJy1r9tVEIw-TU/s1600/skagos+-+ast.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-b_l_ptgkdBBxT3mskoPzWATyr1s2s2gftoVQVxHH6zOPu6ZyRGetH8HVAJi58Jej_munL3la0tlYg-J8Hrg_7fHGbFfm1iP8CsI2rofUlVUEUlKzePDJ-EA6sxqyCAJy1r9tVEIw-TU/s320/skagos+-+ast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462917332753681266" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - British Columbia, Canada<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2009<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 160 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 59.60 MB<br /><br />Though I am well aware that <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Skagos</span>' opus <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ást</span> is featured on most every black metal blog around and I hate the feeling of being behind, here it is now also on mine. After all, Google tells me it's Earth Day (we have an Earth Day? Kinda gets overshadowed by Four-Twenty Day this way, don't it?), and what music better symbolises the insignificance of humankind compared to the very soil that we and everything derives from, than some nice and foresty atmospheric black metal? <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Skagos</span> tell us of the triumph of Nature; the impending downfall of modern civilisation and a return to modes of life more harmonious with the world around us. After all, the carcass of monotheist capitalism will yield blossoms indeed: the conditions for new relations among ourselves and between us and the planet we inhabit. And until that time you can enjoy the enveloping, melancholic and strangely warm tones of <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Ást</span>, one of the most astounding albums released in the genre last year. Fucking <span style="font-style: italic;">Calignosity</span>.<br /><br />The inanity of the last song's title aggravates me considerably.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Colossal spell</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The drums pound every night in a glorious celebration of life</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Blossoms will sprout from the carcass</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">...with a warm recollection</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Calignosity</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">A night that ends, as all nights end, when the sun rises<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mr5mwn2nmtj"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-80574107568157210972010-04-21T12:42:00.006+02:002010-04-22T13:11:53.417+02:00Joe Cocker - Unchain my Heart<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWgAe6Kr_ZHyBymfGg0jrRWDm4Izp4619vi7npOhwXcU2uhCPLJMlWFcqJNStnV9_QPJlJ468lgpYNFNXWpf4yqsjx1qRTvxnH5HJoiDeRAncnIpI6oDWw9dPfivSRVuqUcgzTfRg1sOw/s1600/joe+cocker+-+unchain+my+heart.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWgAe6Kr_ZHyBymfGg0jrRWDm4Izp4619vi7npOhwXcU2uhCPLJMlWFcqJNStnV9_QPJlJ468lgpYNFNXWpf4yqsjx1qRTvxnH5HJoiDeRAncnIpI6oDWw9dPfivSRVuqUcgzTfRg1sOw/s320/joe+cocker+-+unchain+my+heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462542670757577906" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Pop/rock<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Sheffield, South Yorkshire, England<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1987<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 57.24 MB<br /><br />Ah, the memories... together with <span style="font-style: italic;">Babooshka</span> by <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Kate Bush</span>, when I was a real young'un <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Joe Cocker</span>'s <span style="font-style: italic;">Unchain my Heart</span> was my favourite song of all time. It's not purely nostalgia leading me to post this now, because Joe simply has an awesome bluesy voice and the track stands as strong as ever, not to mention my other favourite, <span style="font-style: italic;">I Stand in Wonder</span>. Those who know Cocker from singing <span style="font-style: italic;">With a Little Help from My Friends</span> at Woodstock should expect a major eighties-ification in sound on this album with its synthesisers and saxophones, though the women's background choir (which at Woodstock, of course, consisted of dudes) is still firmly in place.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Unchain my heart</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Two words</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I stand in wonder</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rivers rising</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Isolation</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">All our tomorrows</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">A woman loves a man</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Trust in me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The one</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Satisfied<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?lwgtyjjw1mj"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-50129267691287184442010-04-20T22:49:00.005+02:002010-04-21T00:19:16.405+02:00Fokofpolisiekar - Swanesang<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDEhyfJUj0N2t-bm34Hout7DRoASPhBPW_yAfcTqjU_KVlRsIfh25vGeMyKZH4Rylc8r1u1PflC51alrmQtUjnlNUCQr4z3S2_GBrX-YaTLZ9XUmaBatpRJxv5WRNdEhBIx3pvfbwnSrI/s1600/fokofpolisiekar+-+swanesang.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDEhyfJUj0N2t-bm34Hout7DRoASPhBPW_yAfcTqjU_KVlRsIfh25vGeMyKZH4Rylc8r1u1PflC51alrmQtUjnlNUCQr4z3S2_GBrX-YaTLZ9XUmaBatpRJxv5WRNdEhBIx3pvfbwnSrI/s320/fokofpolisiekar+-+swanesang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462343359657455570" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Rock<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Suid-Afrika, poes<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2006<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 44.62 MB<br /><br />With South-African rave-rap group <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Die Antwoord</span> a major hype in the Netherlands, and through their collaboration with <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Fokofpolisiekar</span> in one of their songs, I found this awesome and controversial band back again after many a year of very specific amnesia. Its most remarkable feature seem to be the Afrikaans lyrics at first, which mean more to me than they probably do to you, but it hides a lot that only comes out after repeated listens. Though generally considered a punk rock band, this is full-bodied, driving modern rock geared remarkably towards atmosphere, and as such it reminds me just a little of latter-day <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Katatonia</span> or <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Klimt 1918</span>. The use of Afrikaans remains an interesting novelty however, especially from the melancholic raw throat of Francois "Van Coke" who translates a punklike disrespect for the whole of society. Let this grow on you, I think you won't be disappointed.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Morning star, Durbanville</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heiden heiland</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Swanesang</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bel vir middelvinger</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Vastbeslote korporasie (deel 1)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Prioritiseer</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Vir altijd 7 november</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ek skyn (heilig)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Brand Suid-Afrika</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Backstage (als daar een is)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Déjà vu</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Vastbeslote korporasie (deel 2)<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mjmn2mnnwy1"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-72269092160395520702010-04-14T00:04:00.007+02:002010-04-21T00:21:28.861+02:00My Dying Bride - Turn Loose the Swans<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidamwhDnuP25-ReKCi7h2w3qim2PYtUumTULurEC1OT1MkIqbv3ZSS7nim6RRDemAMLHM7HK_MjdyU0X0H7Jy3OMnvTZK8ShKCDhz5vz7D4b-ZSaLDJT79nWWW1rFIfl8-sNhyphenhyphenbVGPKwA/s1600/my+dying+bride+-+turn+loose+the+swans.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidamwhDnuP25-ReKCi7h2w3qim2PYtUumTULurEC1OT1MkIqbv3ZSS7nim6RRDemAMLHM7HK_MjdyU0X0H7Jy3OMnvTZK8ShKCDhz5vz7D4b-ZSaLDJT79nWWW1rFIfl8-sNhyphenhyphenbVGPKwA/s320/my+dying+bride+-+turn+loose+the+swans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459760502104671138" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Doom metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Yorkshire, United Kingdom<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1993<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 52.17 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Turn Loose the Swans</span> is a doom metal mammoth of frightening dimensions and an immense influence on the then-youthful death-doom subgenre in metal. Its makers, the institution that is <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">My Dying Bride</span>, are rightfully revered as pioneers and contemporary masters in bringing an edge of tragic elegance and emotional indulgence into the usually so stone-faced world of metal. This beast here is slow, really quite slow, as it should be. It does not stalk; it shakes the earth in its weight, yet still in graceful stride. This is not impossible if you have a </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >violinist like Martin Powell</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >, or a </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >singer like Aaron Stainthorpe. Aaron who, in addition to his dejected, gracefallen clean voice, can lay down the deathgrunts damn well. </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >This is an album to be experienced, song by solemn song.<br /><br />More by this band: <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-dying-bride-34788-complete.html">here</a> and <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-dying-bride-angel-and-dark-river.html">here</a>.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sear me MCMXCIII</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Your river</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The songless bird</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The snow in my hand</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The crown of sympathy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Turn loose the swans</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Black god<br /></span></li></ol><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?gyjftmyjwyu"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Load it down</b></span></a>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-49191344937063617202010-04-13T23:14:00.004+02:002010-04-13T23:57:43.225+02:00Fleetwood Mac - The Dance<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghUSXqXsh9r4VQPNmdcOX8lVZzAaQERjrqHlrrpRE5S3hf1aurQpMuvP_AQYenWIyOMliB8I9V8uzRr88zRRuI_BF49itD-bVc0Hcns2VsArOB3ImiciLIXpZUH6oLZdU4IsYW7xu8iJA/s1600/fleetwood+mac+-+the+dance.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghUSXqXsh9r4VQPNmdcOX8lVZzAaQERjrqHlrrpRE5S3hf1aurQpMuvP_AQYenWIyOMliB8I9V8uzRr88zRRuI_BF49itD-bVc0Hcns2VsArOB3ImiciLIXpZUH6oLZdU4IsYW7xu8iJA/s320/fleetwood+mac+-+the+dance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459735770785870898" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Classic rock<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United Kingdom<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1997<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 160 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 89.38 MB<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">As I understand it, there are many people who really can't stand </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;">Fleetwood Mac</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">, and I personally can't say they're my favourite band either. But this is an alright disc to have lying around, mostly for </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;">Go Your Own Way</span><span style="font-family: verdana;"> and </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;">The Chain</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">, which were childhood favourites of mine. So you ask, couldn't you just take </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;">Rumours</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">? Well I would, sir, madam, but there is one song here that you should really have heard at least once in your life. I don't think you'll be able to keep it at just once, unless you have a thing against melody and energy and brilliance in your music. </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;">Big Love</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">. It's fantastic, check it out. And okay, there are plenty of other tracks that are really quite a treat to the ears.</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The chain</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dreams</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Everywhere</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rhiannon</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm so afraid</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Temporary one</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bleed to love her</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Big love</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Landslide</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Say you love me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">My little demon</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Silver springs</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">You make loving fun</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sweet girl</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Go your own way</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tusk</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Don't stop<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?m2tykaonwvm"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-75368271075262066322010-04-12T14:56:00.006+02:002010-04-20T22:42:58.768+02:00Spite Extreme Wing - Kosmokrator (Magnificat II)<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgi7T76IbcqQrs3V-Dtrq6H7s4jZ69oM09Lh1vaiiv9DaTki9aPXab6e23IIi4U-MG8y9F3WNrWOLBCybKprCnoSPJOxw-hyxN7H7s0N1VkznLhVx5p6rcSE0kzXVYyDzYqxVyM2ByKec/s1600/spite+extreme+wing+-+kosmokrator.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgi7T76IbcqQrs3V-Dtrq6H7s4jZ69oM09Lh1vaiiv9DaTki9aPXab6e23IIi4U-MG8y9F3WNrWOLBCybKprCnoSPJOxw-hyxN7H7s0N1VkznLhVx5p6rcSE0kzXVYyDzYqxVyM2ByKec/s320/spite+extreme+wing+-+kosmokrator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459237615853886338" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Italy<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 53.72 MB<br /><br />In the excitement of spring we would almost forget the poor black metal fans. Always in for some rigorous hacking and gouging, with <span style="font-weight: bold;">Kosmokrator</span>, </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Spite Extreme Wing</span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > deliver a declaration of utmost hostility towards all human life.T</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >his Italian band</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > is part of the Black Metal Invitta Armata collective, alongside such excellent compatriots as <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Janvs</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Frangar</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tronus Abyss</span>. The album consists of older songs that had not been released before, but you will hardly notice this. It is a leaden slab of fast and dense black metal, sometimes ever so slightly thrashy, with excellent riffs and versatility where needed with elegant acoustic (<span style="font-style: italic;">Vvltvs</span>) and neoclassical segments (the long <span style="font-style: italic;">Il Volo</span>). They do not forego good taste in the midst of ravaging will to destroy. And I really like to hear that. By the way, that is some real fetching cover artwork.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">L'inizio</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Il tempio ad est</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kosmokrator</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Deo soli invicto</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Vvltvs</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Monvmentvm</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Clermont</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Il volo del bicorne (remake of Viaggio di Ritorno by Morgan Bellini)<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mxmogjcyyyj"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-2754430824546090712010-04-11T15:36:00.005+02:002010-04-11T16:09:06.333+02:00Tedje en de Flikkers - Tedje en de Flikkers<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjbnzKGu6tN2MGtHYJejaBtm1difaeYf2v1fWCqTgnwlz6C_TEkwWIrhh_05f9odZUHrdjGq4tJzooUd7FhX-3KNsMOY4ccAojQSfU34GJyWimFImxyfMv6pWU_xj1zhfV3Qc2E3dGoDE/s1600/tedje+en+de+flikkers+3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 195px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjbnzKGu6tN2MGtHYJejaBtm1difaeYf2v1fWCqTgnwlz6C_TEkwWIrhh_05f9odZUHrdjGq4tJzooUd7FhX-3KNsMOY4ccAojQSfU34GJyWimFImxyfMv6pWU_xj1zhfV3Qc2E3dGoDE/s320/tedje+en+de+flikkers+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458880966927373170" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Gaylectropunk<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Nijmegen, the Netherlands<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1979<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 30.46 MB<br /><br />We've got a real oddity here. I am proud to present to you <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tedje en de Flikkers</span>, translateable as "Teddy and the Faggots", a proud flikkerpunk band from the east of the country. They were associated with the Rooie Flikkers or Red Faggot movement, a very explicitly gay left-wing squatters' collective, and the lyrics are rather political but mostly very, very naughty. Musically, this is rickety, formless sounding 70s punk with mismatched keyboard melodies and </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >excruciatingly <span style="font-style: italic;">vieze</span> vocals</span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >. It is also ridiculously dated, and it should be seen as an interesting relic of cultural heritage more than a musical project of any sort. It will most likely not please your ears to be subjected to this, unless you are Dutch and hunting for fat cocks in the night. Well anyway, enjoy it or not, I'll be going for a wank in the park.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;"> Op de baan</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Pierangelo</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sjit</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nijmegen</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Noodkreet</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Lijflijk</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Stukje lul</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Liefde</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nieuwjaar '77</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Paranoia</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fantasie des volkes</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kinderen de straat op</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Van Agt</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zwart leer<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?y5o4jtw2hdk"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-54311429733989953442010-04-10T16:13:00.007+02:002010-04-11T02:06:09.679+02:00V.A. - Twee as Fuck (the Joy of Kittenhood)<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg87do84WPSTdZdyg0H05FHI4MJHqYZVo-YJPey7V3vcpC0OAjiYXoC6VunuDS7-nz5HN7fmeY8n_9Jcp3J8RJXjmmYzCkM9UaJTapnpP9Xd27m4Tkf9fWRJSrt4Isbkri3W_-RGTTArCs/s1600/tweeasFUCK.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg87do84WPSTdZdyg0H05FHI4MJHqYZVo-YJPey7V3vcpC0OAjiYXoC6VunuDS7-nz5HN7fmeY8n_9Jcp3J8RJXjmmYzCkM9UaJTapnpP9Xd27m4Tkf9fWRJSrt4Isbkri3W_-RGTTArCs/s320/tweeasFUCK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458519581643538594" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Twee, o'course<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Mostly UK and USA<br /><b>Year of release</b> - Never officially; compiled in 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Twee as Fuck</span> is a rather infamous compilation of a great many twee songs by a great many twee bands, that circulates the internet but was never officially released. Apparently it is based off a list of "essential listening" indie pop songs in a 2005 article with the same title in Pitchfork magazine. Some gentle soul has made an mp3 comp out of it and that's what I can share with you now. Many of the bands I got to like when I first discovered the genre came from this compilation and I urge anyone with a fondness of the sweet, the simple and the shamelessly underproduced to check this out. Revolt into childhood? Yes please!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Cut in half due to size. Get both!</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Television Personalities - This angry silence</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Talulah Gosh - Beatnik boy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tiger Trap - My broken heart</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rocketship - I love you like the way that I used to do</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Magnetic Fields - 100,000 fireflies</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Honeybunch - Mind your own business</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cub - Tell me now</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Beat Happening - Our secret</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Softies - Hello rain</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Glo-worm - Tilt-a-whirl</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heavenly - Three star compartiment</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tullycraft - Pop songs your new boyfriend's too stupid to know about</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Pastels - Mandarin</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">[oops, missing file!]</span><br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Blueboy - Boys don't matter</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Wolfie - Hey, it's finally yay</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tiger Trap - Puzzle pieces</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Hit Parade - Hitomi</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rocketship - Your New Boyfriend</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Barcelona - I've got the password to your Shell account</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Black Tambourine - Throw Aggi off the bridge</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Beat Happening - Bewitched</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Pastels - Yoga</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Honeybunch - My contribution to the greenhouse effect</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Small Factory - If you hurt me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Velocity Girl - Pop loser</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heavenly - Hearts and crosses</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Pastels - Different drum</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Vaselines - Molly's lips</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Beat Happening - Indian summer</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Talulah Gosh - My boy says</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Sea Urchins - Pristine Christine</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heavenly - C is the heavenly option</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Boyracer - In love<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Part 1 - </span><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?xctmmyy2rdt">Load it down</a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (70.13 MB)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Part 2 - </span><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?jz1z3nhodzm">Load it down</a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (72.09 MB)</span><br /></b></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-16949741587610875952010-04-08T17:13:00.005+02:002010-04-11T02:06:11.760+02:00The Changelings - The Changelings<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5n2Ej8i82BIeArp-WEj52F5AMnDGuL8SLAvtkFL2OospkyV6Xv7UOEvcxF7OrDpK755teV8uVOpRc8m9-l-PjLVtR2d2FrBBxVIDfX-pC8myCfMmAQZfwYjNTDgZ6zDgOdc69gwZ7WGY/s1600/the+changelings+-+the+changelings.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5n2Ej8i82BIeArp-WEj52F5AMnDGuL8SLAvtkFL2OospkyV6Xv7UOEvcxF7OrDpK755teV8uVOpRc8m9-l-PjLVtR2d2FrBBxVIDfX-pC8myCfMmAQZfwYjNTDgZ6zDgOdc69gwZ7WGY/s320/the+changelings+-+the+changelings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457785864836832962" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Neoclassical, ethereal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Atlanta, Georgia, United States of America<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1996<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 70.53 MB<br /><br />Supremely independent and haunting music that sounds like it could have been made anywhere and anytime except for the American nineties - here's another <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Changelings</span> album. Making use of a great repertoire of classical and pre-modern instruments, vividly coloured, swirling melodies are layered like paint in a landscape by Caspar David Friedrich. It gives a similar panoramic width, set in tones of falling dusk on overgrown ruins, etcetera. It runs the gamut from pastoral serenity to percussion-driven bombast in smooth, gradual crescendo, never breaking the constant natural flow. <span style="font-style: italic;">Earthquake at Versailles</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Into this Divide</span> stand out in that respect. Wonderfully dreamy chamber music for romantics only.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The band's third album, </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Amphibian</span><span style="font-style: italic;">, had already been posted </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/07/changelings-amphibian.html">here</a><span style="font-style: italic;">.</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Pomegranate</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Season of mist</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Earthquake at Versailles</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Song of the Sephardim</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Pranam</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Into this divide</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Incantation</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Solitude</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Awakening</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Seraphim</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">11:59 PM October 30</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sunday morning<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?kzmym1nnymn"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-9708011540241675282010-03-30T15:18:00.005+02:002010-03-30T15:53:06.336+02:00Remedy Motel - My Favorite Record<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeL_uSo3Wk_HpQSPA9Qcpn_RLeJ3JREB-zRijTs4mOjNuLa0BIWdSG9Eh0-vr7zuueE0x_mpgsY7VOc-SZsuUizw0Vy6FaRw31pi1iYKrp6x4qCGrlNovqR52PmSmOfC4T9y2NaTFjWIM/s1600/folder.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeL_uSo3Wk_HpQSPA9Qcpn_RLeJ3JREB-zRijTs4mOjNuLa0BIWdSG9Eh0-vr7zuueE0x_mpgsY7VOc-SZsuUizw0Vy6FaRw31pi1iYKrp6x4qCGrlNovqR52PmSmOfC4T9y2NaTFjWIM/s320/folder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454419395251557810" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Country (rock)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United States of America<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 71.33 MB<br /><br />I was righteously recommended this by a good friend: some good old-fashioned American home-grown country, and still very unknown too. Let's hope that changes soon, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Remedy Motel</span> is a great young band who nails the nostalgia just right. <span style="font-weight: bold;">My Favorite Record</span> reminds of long stretches of interstate crossing the mesas, interspersed by dingy roadside bars full of bikers and ladies of the night. It's not totally retrogressive; it has a shiny modern sound and a versatile approach, but the music's soul is old indeed. Wonderful music to kick back to reading road-novels. One of the band members is even called Bart! But you don't owe this to me, so if you like it, say "thanks Lucy!"<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">My kind of story</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Broken man</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">49.95</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Short on time</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">California eyes</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Elvira</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">No more</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Let me die</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Come On Inn</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Grandpa Joe</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Face to face</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The last song<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?nnnjzyxgjzm"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-86005401035638652682010-03-25T13:01:00.008+01:002010-03-25T13:24:13.596+01:00The Tough Alliance - Two EPs<span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Electropop<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Sweden<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Tough Alliance</span> are also Swedish, and that concludes the range of similarities to <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Lifelover</span>. It took me a blonde-quiffed Swede to get to know them. The two dudes play some strange form of electronic music that sounds chaotic and mismatched, experimental and still poppy, and kind of drugged-up catchy. They're hard on vocals and brass and the rhythms are definitely more than simple unilinear doing-doing-doing dance beats. I can not describe it in much more detail without probably missing the mark. This is the only electronic music I know that is inspired by revolutionary politics, even if those are not expressed as such through the music itself as much as in the theory behind the group.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii03RVmCZhdMU-3j0oCT4Qa-4B3FAOD0zacQ75EoGx2wtLS8oeT45RLNBB_77L8jAQiYzDtdiXFTWk-9F8vGCWwJESZf4p-kWKHRlaxhzGgFf8vNaZBgOWlTIcxwBrC_2BaVKrHjc3J1E/s1600/tough+alliance+-+make+it+happen.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii03RVmCZhdMU-3j0oCT4Qa-4B3FAOD0zacQ75EoGx2wtLS8oeT45RLNBB_77L8jAQiYzDtdiXFTWk-9F8vGCWwJESZf4p-kWKHRlaxhzGgFf8vNaZBgOWlTIcxwBrC_2BaVKrHjc3J1E/s320/tough+alliance+-+make+it+happen.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452540967024822610" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Make it Happen</span><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Year of release</b> - 2004<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 8.65 MB<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tough</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Make it happen</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Take no heroes</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Many men<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?yl3ynmyyvtm">Load it down</a><br /><br /></b></span><div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8p-XdUfvfy0g2UGUzO9LYRfqFTFLEQJwQ1zqPlQleYT_4-z3vJ-Q5xehrOqqrDscqHp3vuu6z4w9vTnuwUOKH3Qq4qSWh7t8ijHd5ABEhQwXY6F3oJIH0TSlBkBoNeKQlzHtothRMiIE/s1600/tough+alliance+-+new+waves.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8p-XdUfvfy0g2UGUzO9LYRfqFTFLEQJwQ1zqPlQleYT_4-z3vJ-Q5xehrOqqrDscqHp3vuu6z4w9vTnuwUOKH3Qq4qSWh7t8ijHd5ABEhQwXY6F3oJIH0TSlBkBoNeKQlzHtothRMiIE/s320/tough+alliance+-+new+waves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452541076602982290" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">New Waves</span><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b><br /></b></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Year of release</b> - 2006<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 256 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 24.30 MB<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kill kill kill</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Silly crimes</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">25 years and running</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mine was real<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?gdtynk2zzxl">Load it down</a><br /></b></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-66041738118517802032010-03-24T16:02:00.008+01:002010-03-24T17:28:10.005+01:00Lifelover - Erotik<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-2x5JExrLT7KCa_mAKBi94zORe9kG4ckDkbTPL7MvWRkf-8dMXXLtDmpxL5GnTkOc6Elsd4fNeXlz8GnrOaVGrkJjiLrykA6dFPk-aRxxb8ht7wd10pukB9i2ewAQYpHbuq3PqamXGQk/s1600/lifelover+-+erotik.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 249px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-2x5JExrLT7KCa_mAKBi94zORe9kG4ckDkbTPL7MvWRkf-8dMXXLtDmpxL5GnTkOc6Elsd4fNeXlz8GnrOaVGrkJjiLrykA6dFPk-aRxxb8ht7wd10pukB9i2ewAQYpHbuq3PqamXGQk/s320/lifelover+-+erotik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452230355722369298" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal/depressive pop<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Sweden<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2007<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 81.12 MB<br /><br />Still not dark enough for you? Then maybe you need some <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Lifelover</span> in your life. With a mixture of musical styles even more cynical than the mocking name, they seek to confuse you and fuck with your mind. Compared to the debut <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pulver</span> (posted <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifelover-pulver.html">here</a>), the sophomore effort presents a more unified sound, blending the different elements more thoroughly into the whole, although it seems a bit less melodic and more droning. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >Lyrics seem to be themed around alienation, negativity, death, hedonism and (self-)abuse; you know, all the good stuff. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >This band has a unique and uncanny way of creeping up on you and inducing all sorts of dark, involuntary thoughts and feelings in your all too vulnerable mind. That is not a warning - it's a warm invitation.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Förspel & intrång</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sweet illness of mine</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I love (to hurt) you</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">En man i sina sämsta år</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dödens landsväg</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Välkommen til pulvercity</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Saltvatten (du + jag vs. Tellus)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Besatt</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Höstdepressioner</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Humörets bottenvåning</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Museum of past affections</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nitlott<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2nitqadjbcw"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-44968136340497369412010-03-24T13:08:00.005+01:002010-03-24T13:42:47.799+01:00Furia - Martwa Polska Jesién<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhigXW6HRbeWK8gH-6OopAOT-JJISNSHQgKhSkBYOutr2Wcro6pdvFDJg4Fnm-KPCeGCu2fPtT3nmBb8UeGLmUntI6stziv1TehFftU26mHTB-GDfMOvEDJnATdEbcPbGLCk4JjUqHKivw/s1600/furia+-+martwa+polska+jesie.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 249px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhigXW6HRbeWK8gH-6OopAOT-JJISNSHQgKhSkBYOutr2Wcro6pdvFDJg4Fnm-KPCeGCu2fPtT3nmBb8UeGLmUntI6stziv1TehFftU26mHTB-GDfMOvEDJnATdEbcPbGLCk4JjUqHKivw/s320/furia+-+martwa+polska+jesie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452172114603427746" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Poland<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2007<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 59.07 MB<br /><br />October last year, Polish <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Furia</span> released a new album that I was very much looking forward to but which ultimately didn't really satisfy the expectations that the debut had set. So I am offering you this, their finest hour, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Martwa Polska Jesién</span> ("Dead Polish Autumn"). It is a splendorous monument of black crystal that beckons your unconditional worship. </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Highly concerted, </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >concentrated destruction, </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >mind-bending in its massiveness and impenetrable in its darkness.</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > An atmospheric depth that is all too easy to lose yourself in. The band's talent, authenticity and confidence are clear from every tone. Those hammering drums, those scathing vocals... here is all that makes black metal wholesome. Big headphones and high volume more than recommended.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nade mną mgła</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dzién czarny, noc czarna</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Krew w kolorze Bursztynu</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ślepych dzień</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Na ciele swym historię mą piszę</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Idzie zima<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?whze2mmmlvo"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-33015080135778841032010-03-24T11:36:00.005+01:002010-03-24T11:56:41.626+01:00Darkthrone - Ravishing Grimness<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyL1HrySDTnK3iwbENpDnGj3vClNOPONdFu4uYRZTcHtvdfn3ZZZVcPvnXoIQwARwGXXvF74SwxrsgyVBH0RX434gnpuoH4kQT9KagPp7zDQIdebm4P-GZv_ZuYEUvGqAFkJseeQY7zSY/s1600/darkthrone+-+ravishing+grimness.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyL1HrySDTnK3iwbENpDnGj3vClNOPONdFu4uYRZTcHtvdfn3ZZZVcPvnXoIQwARwGXXvF74SwxrsgyVBH0RX434gnpuoH4kQT9KagPp7zDQIdebm4P-GZv_ZuYEUvGqAFkJseeQY7zSY/s320/darkthrone+-+ravishing+grimness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452152295293557362" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Kolbotn, Norway<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1999<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 41.22 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Darkthrone</span> are beyond legend and require no introduction. This most aptly titled album from their early transitional period is among my all-time favourites by Norway's most loyal, and totally crushes anything on <span style="font-weight: bold;">A Blaze in the Northern Sky</span> in every aspect if you ask me. It features some of the most crawling, ominous riffs the band has ever concocted, and the album rings with a triumphant, arrogant sadism. Of course, Fenriz and Nocturno - most charming figures the both of them - have much to be arrogant about, especially with this beast of cold and harrowing beauty... <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ravishing Grimness</span>, indeed.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Lifeless</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The beast</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The claws of time</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Across the vacuum</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ravishing grimness</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">To the death (under the king)<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?dkejjowwmqj"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-84188162990772688912010-03-16T21:49:00.004+01:002010-03-16T22:46:42.481+01:00Let's Whisper - Make Me Smile<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZgYgBcJTmLMgrUnxhTFwwffi_1x1_XqzcSWqkydOjhBwTzSi5d8T_86isxPg4ClWUU0ZDS5xVIVHLkK_y2hxKz0vC0H4Ap0DogY2dU-Pcsksnjdu6LvTQGXi1Edh9TgNlLLHRWgb1T4U/s1600-h/lets+whisper+-+make+me+smile.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZgYgBcJTmLMgrUnxhTFwwffi_1x1_XqzcSWqkydOjhBwTzSi5d8T_86isxPg4ClWUU0ZDS5xVIVHLkK_y2hxKz0vC0H4Ap0DogY2dU-Pcsksnjdu6LvTQGXi1Edh9TgNlLLHRWgb1T4U/s320/lets+whisper+-+make+me+smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449337590655351282" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Twee pop<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United States of America<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2008<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192/320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 19.61 MB<br /><br />Here is some unabashedly adorable, lo-fi twee (is there any other kind?) from wonderful WeePOP! Records, because it was such a sunny day today. And if you ask me, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Let's Whisper</span> is among the best out there. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >The <span style="font-weight: bold;">Make me Smile</span> EP does not exhibit the </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >deliberate amateurish </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >bedroom recording values and unsteady performance as some other bands make them, which I find a plus. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >The clarity and simple but capable instrumentation highlight the flawless compositions. <span style="font-style: italic;">Hey Sunshine</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Ice Cream</span> are really sunny and will bring a wide smile to your face that's impossible to wipe away. However, <span style="font-style: italic;">Dylan's Song</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Tender Circles</span> are brilliantly bittersweet</span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" > and you'll have to put up a fight not to let them affect your mood just as much</span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >. In a nutshell: t</span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >ender harmonies and happy-sad melodies galore. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dylan's song</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Open road</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hey sunshine</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">When you were eating ice cream</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tender circles</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dylan's song (demo version)<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ddzmmzqztzh"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-40523985603266101692010-03-11T18:03:00.005+01:002010-03-11T19:36:07.854+01:00L'Âme Immortelle - Gezeiten<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio7QY884iJWS-b3HFQyB6hgw6S9GlqC5JpyCEwKEEiOfIAr4_hiUdrd6XTJkph5XL3oZIvJb6dNVijJQ9wrav3YD0DCPujLOJtAwrCklyzYzBtBdyF3l0_9sRwFWcv9DVDD8dVk-jrBmM/s1600-h/l'ame+immortelle+-+gezeiten.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio7QY884iJWS-b3HFQyB6hgw6S9GlqC5JpyCEwKEEiOfIAr4_hiUdrd6XTJkph5XL3oZIvJb6dNVijJQ9wrav3YD0DCPujLOJtAwrCklyzYzBtBdyF3l0_9sRwFWcv9DVDD8dVk-jrBmM/s320/l'ame+immortelle+-+gezeiten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447446692869166802" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Electronic darkwave, Neue Deutsche Härte<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Austria<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2004<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 52.69 MB<br /><br />For those it may concern: <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">L'Âme Immortelle</span> are the closest thing to German Electro I still had pre-uploaded on Mediafire. They're Austrian and sing in English half the time, and like <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">ASP</span> as well they gradually incorporated more rock influences, stapling crunchy angular guitars to the electronic backdrop in places where the sound (apparently) could use some heaviness. Some of the beats also seem to be played on an acoustic kit, so it's really just the <span style="font-style: italic;">closest thing</span>. It's a very enjoyable album all in all, which took me a while to fully appreciate. The band feautures male and female vocals, of which especially Sonja Kraushofer's are very good (she also sings for ethereal band <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Persephone</span>). There are some slower songs that, save for <span style="font-style: italic;">Ohne Dich</span>, do not become tedious if you take time to learn to enjoy them. <span style="font-style: italic;">Without You</span>, luckily, is not just an English version of the aforementioned song despite the name - which is actually a bit odd if you think about it.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Es zieht sich davon</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">5 Jahre</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fear</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Stumme Schreie</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fallen angel</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Gezeiten</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rain</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Masquerade</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kingdom</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Calling</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ohne dich</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Believe in me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Without you<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2immwrdjhml"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-40184882328251575102010-03-10T00:08:00.006+01:002010-03-10T23:53:59.963+01:00Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio & Spiritual Front - Satyriasis<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9EsgZZoKCKKF1sbSBIcZN67ykAc82cIKF4BKIhnO-GFWTEZYEfTZxToypPRjvZTV-KDKGZiOrnZJUVUX2i2JZB5znae2Og_ldF4GtPJddrKX6MvjkQkLB5HvuEzXcA5RUpFwjrrDdS7A/s1600-h/ordo+rosarius+equilibrio+%26+spiritual+front.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9EsgZZoKCKKF1sbSBIcZN67ykAc82cIKF4BKIhnO-GFWTEZYEfTZxToypPRjvZTV-KDKGZiOrnZJUVUX2i2JZB5znae2Og_ldF4GtPJddrKX6MvjkQkLB5HvuEzXcA5RUpFwjrrDdS7A/s320/ordo+rosarius+equilibrio+%26+spiritual+front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446777669026188946" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Apocalyptic folk, military pop<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Sweden (ORE), Italy (SF)<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 47.41 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">A debauched carnal encounter between the two most sensual and deviant acts of the neo-industrial era, </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Satyriasis</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> was destined to be long before it was. The two projects each have a style of their own, but there are no two other bands that are as compatible. This is also reflected in the way the album is structured. Transition from the one band and back again is so seamless there is no reason to call it a transition altogether. </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >Spiritual Front</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> are the folkier, more organic of the two while </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> still take more cues from (martial) industrial structure, but both bands supply great exclusive material. The joint-effort intro and outro could have been more substantial, however. They really just serve as in- and outroduction while I'd have loved to hear some co-written actual </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >songs</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">. No matter, you can handle the setback. Now go get 'er.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">If you enjoyed the Italian band you can find more </span></span><a style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;" href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/06/spiritual-front-armageddon-gigolo.html">here</a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >; ORE definitely warrants a future post.</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">ORE ft. SF - Your sex is the scar</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">SF - Song for the old man</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">ORE - Hell is where the heart is (the gospel of Thomas)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">SF - Autopsy of a love</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">ORE - Three is an orgy, four is forever</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">SF - Border</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">ORE - Dreaming of my scarlet woman</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">SF ft. ORE - The pleasure of pain<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?n4t2ngyjgyy"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-31080363195863398862010-03-03T13:30:00.005+01:002010-03-10T00:56:03.353+01:00Heidevolk - Walhalla Wacht<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKMCurlPXchyyUkuKINzUgFmC4O-UTtboqVAmSwhkhdpdwL7QXDu8V7icirnnz20onwu8QV2sLlX6UR2tSXBcVppU_gm4w8-X-P9kro2wbLUcrp0sqN4ZgpTblH33yrtutC7p2y2KhAtg/s1600-h/heidevolk+-+walhalla+wacht.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKMCurlPXchyyUkuKINzUgFmC4O-UTtboqVAmSwhkhdpdwL7QXDu8V7icirnnz20onwu8QV2sLlX6UR2tSXBcVppU_gm4w8-X-P9kro2wbLUcrp0sqN4ZgpTblH33yrtutC7p2y2KhAtg/s320/heidevolk+-+walhalla+wacht.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444389553758767442" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Folk metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Gelderland, the Netherlands<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2008<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 160 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 47.31 MB<br /><br />From the East of the Netherlands comes this Saxon warband, a nomadic pillaging machine that sacks and burns clubs and venues around Europe without end, posing a continuous threat to the continent's ale reserves while doing so. Their music is just right: competently written, burly pagan metal with a live violinist, aggressive guitar leads and great clean vocals that praise Wodan, vicious battle, and drinkin'. Some tracks like <span style="font-style: italic;">Wodan Heerst</span> are quite slow but even those have a certain catch and flow too well to ever get tedious. There's a new album coming out this month, which I hope is as good as this. Catch these guys live when you get the chance, good times will be had... though for me, half the charm are of course their exclusively Dutch lyrics.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Saksenland</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Koning Radboud</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Wodan heerst!</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hulde aan de Kastelein</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Walhalla wacht</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Opstand der Bataven</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Het wilde heer</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Naar de hal der gevallenen</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zwaarden geheven</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dageraad<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?izzz0nygnjj"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-18735254572900016392010-02-27T17:24:00.005+01:002010-03-11T19:40:45.354+01:00Gérard Lenorman - Ses Plus Grands Succes<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF9-fttL1UXuvljvqizF5IFsgrQjERNV5OJH1tFSRBpt7lNSEyMO3Coy5BbFAUouLviLpfR12GWcPHdv93JSGnLstzCwDm5-UwCL8IqLvB8B6pxl8u6ecVaXLR-tdIIvXPjPr-K2Oezfk/s1600-h/g%C3%A9rard+lenorman+-+les+plus+grands+succes.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF9-fttL1UXuvljvqizF5IFsgrQjERNV5OJH1tFSRBpt7lNSEyMO3Coy5BbFAUouLviLpfR12GWcPHdv93JSGnLstzCwDm5-UwCL8IqLvB8B6pxl8u6ecVaXLR-tdIIvXPjPr-K2Oezfk/s320/g%C3%A9rard+lenorman+-+les+plus+grands+succes.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442968660000891170" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Chansons Françaises, pop, singer-songwriter<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Take a guess<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 198?<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 54.40 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ses Plus Grands Succes</span>, which simply means His Greatest Hits, is a compilation album by the French singer-songwriter <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Gérard Lenorman</span>. I really do not know a lot about the man, but I remember having known his song <span style="font-style: italic;">La Ballade des Gens Heureuses</span> (Ballad of the Happy People) for about all my life. It's still, to me, the most beautiful song on the disc though that may be because of the memories attached. <span style="font-style: italic;">Voici les Clés</span> (See Here the Keys) and <span style="font-style: italic;">Si j'Était Président</span> (If I were President) always flush my chest with some aching warmth as well, it's fantastic if music can evoke such a response. If you enjoy this album as much as I did, may I suggest for you to try <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/05/band-artist-benjamin-biolay-genres.html">this</a> album out as well, by a compatriot and collaegue chansonnier <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Benjamin Biolay</span>.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">La ballade des gens heureuses</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Michèle</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">La petite valse</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Boulevard de l'océan</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Warum (mein Vater)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Vacances en France</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">L'enfant des cathédrales</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Si j'était Président</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Voiçi les clés</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Le bleu des regrets</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Et moi je chante</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tu t'rappelles plus de rien</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Le soleil des tropiques</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Un ami</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Le dauphin triste</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chanteur de charme<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?wwtgza3gdmg"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-81354656739082959872010-02-23T16:11:00.004+01:002010-02-24T01:26:57.370+01:00Tori Amos - Scarlet's Hidden Treasures<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijfD0mtFpnSbbUYMTpczLdVGFvFae4FlEIZwfbL3-9E-3NJdCQlh6hLaOWbhQIILCwnZXFz1AlfgkcessFMKKyg5oXSmZiZxQAPRhnwP31eGgoiWCFGHRDBxfKTVDm-pFEoDROAUr3V9Y/s1600-h/tori+amos+-+scarlet%27s+hidden+treasures+%28welcome+to+sunny+floride+disc+2%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijfD0mtFpnSbbUYMTpczLdVGFvFae4FlEIZwfbL3-9E-3NJdCQlh6hLaOWbhQIILCwnZXFz1AlfgkcessFMKKyg5oXSmZiZxQAPRhnwP31eGgoiWCFGHRDBxfKTVDm-pFEoDROAUr3V9Y/s320/tori+amos+-+scarlet%27s+hidden+treasures+%28welcome+to+sunny+floride+disc+2%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441465060843701346" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Chamber pop, singer-songwriter<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United States of America<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2004<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - Eh, it's actually in M4A (old WMP-rip of my own), hope you don't mind.<br /><b>Size</b> - 32.12 MB<br /><br />This EP came as a companion disc to the concert DVD <span style="font-weight: bold;">Welcome to Sunny Florida</span> so that's the picture I used. It features six songs, and going by the title I imagine they are the unreleased overspill of the </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >beautiful <span style="font-weight: bold;">Scarlet's Walk</span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > that preceded the live registration. It's easy to conclude it must be less accomplished material for it not to appear on the album but I wonder if you could keep that up after hearing just <span style="font-style: italic;">Ruby</span> alone. <span style="font-style: italic;">Seaside</span> and the long <span style="font-style: italic;">Apollo's Frock</span> are also beautiful, and would have been strong contenders on the full-length. This is really just an extra for long-time fans and completists, people new to the glory of <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Tori</span> would do well to walk <span style="font-weight: bold;">Scarlet's Walk</span> first</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > (find it <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/08/tori-amos-scarlets-walk.html">here</a>)</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ruby through the looking-glass</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Seaside</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bug a martini</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Apollo's frock</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tombigbee</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Indian summer<br /></span></li></ol><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?et5jkygynmf"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Load it down</b></span></a>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-87562619858348433972010-02-18T14:32:00.004+01:002010-02-18T14:48:55.598+01:00Powerwolf - Lupus Dei<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY1-RxSBSX_VCqS1hAKpjQxZHk92gcBpEXX6fbTs7eZoTvt3eRvB2CIZSv9KmKufl8BmA7bcS7HebSR381B-IvbXLTYGD5bpPIk-4FTRKBzI5uFrnTRw8EsOqSyX4k9gH5tNGS6rAKDYs/s1600-h/powerwolf+-+lupus+dei.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 305px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY1-RxSBSX_VCqS1hAKpjQxZHk92gcBpEXX6fbTs7eZoTvt3eRvB2CIZSv9KmKufl8BmA7bcS7HebSR381B-IvbXLTYGD5bpPIk-4FTRKBzI5uFrnTRw8EsOqSyX4k9gH5tNGS6rAKDYs/s320/powerwolf+-+lupus+dei.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439580074775006962" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Power metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Germany/Romania<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2007<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192-320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 68.88 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Powerwolf</span> are a German band with a singer (and opera student) straight from the craggy mountains of Transylvania. Consequentially, instead of fantasy battles and the like, the band's lyrics are centered around vampires, werewolves, the devil and other creatures of the night. There is also a strange obsession with the Catholic church. Musically this is just perfect: crunchy guitars, great classic riffs backed by a church organ. It is suitingly bombastic stuff, but not too fast or needlessly filled with all kinds of symphonic arrangements. The all-important choruses are captivating and will keep popping up into your mind all through the rest of the day. The great and remarkable voice of Attila Dorn makes this highly uplifting release complete. Last year's album <span style="font-weight: bold;">Bible of the Beast</span> made it to my top-20 for 2009.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Intro (lupus demonae)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">We take it from the living</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Prayer in the dark</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Saturday Satan</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">In blood we trust</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Behind the leathermask</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Vampires don't die</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">When the moon shines red</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mother Mary is a bird of pray</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tiger of Sabrod</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Lupus dei<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?q3ydmdo2inz"><b>Load it down</b></a></span>Charles D. 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