tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67405586752699340362012-01-26T15:18:07.724+01:00A 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.comBlogger3191100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-31875837049024649242010-09-15T02:48:00.003+02:002010-09-15T02:59:06.523+02:00<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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-3187583704902464924?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S-0ZuyMjMNI/AAAAAAAABFM/yMD8cNStork/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S-0ZuyMjMNI/AAAAAAAABFM/yMD8cNStork/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8780587861741191832?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S9b1m7gz2aI/AAAAAAAABFE/d-n-dAJGpUA/s1600/the+wounded+-+atlantic.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S9b1m7gz2aI/AAAAAAAABFE/d-n-dAJGpUA/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8811564318408300615?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S9M0vdlrvFI/AAAAAAAABE8/-fxc-gx-PXY/s1600/kreator+-+endless+pain.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S9M0vdlrvFI/AAAAAAAABE8/-fxc-gx-PXY/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-5828775537060314916?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S9AuXtAbi3I/AAAAAAAABEQ/feeelX32FgA/s1600/skagos+-+ast.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S9AuXtAbi3I/AAAAAAAABEQ/feeelX32FgA/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-6066137351313294048?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S87ZngTrRLI/AAAAAAAABEI/VYJcmcfAoBg/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S87ZngTrRLI/AAAAAAAABEI/VYJcmcfAoBg/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8057410756815721097?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S84kWEmYr9I/AAAAAAAABEA/zn_3IHvNNys/s1600/fokofpolisiekar+-+swanesang.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S84kWEmYr9I/AAAAAAAABEA/zn_3IHvNNys/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-5012926769128718444?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S8T3P-aoQ6I/AAAAAAAABDw/8FTjZzCAyj4/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S8T3P-aoQ6I/AAAAAAAABDw/8FTjZzCAyj4/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-7226909216039552070?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S8TgwbEvdDI/AAAAAAAABDo/x7cv5K1nA0w/s1600/fleetwood+mac+-+the+dance.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S8TgwbEvdDI/AAAAAAAABDo/x7cv5K1nA0w/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-4919134493706361720?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S8Mbr_Vr24I/AAAAAAAABDg/I1TouVV9G0Q/s1600/spite+extreme+wing+-+kosmokrator.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S8Mbr_Vr24I/AAAAAAAABDg/I1TouVV9G0Q/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-7536827107526206632?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-2754430824546090712010-04-11T15:36:00.005+02:002010-04-11T16:09:06.333+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S8HXUSjY03I/AAAAAAAABDY/PwCaa0ozhLI/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="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S8HXUSjY03I/AAAAAAAABDY/PwCaa0ozhLI/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-275443082454609071?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S8COo5dggKI/AAAAAAAABDA/Q9S9YJhICGE/s1600/tweeasFUCK.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S8COo5dggKI/AAAAAAAABDA/Q9S9YJhICGE/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-5431142973398995344?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S73zU9W_XsI/AAAAAAAABCw/BH14XwKzofo/s1600/the+changelings+-+the+changelings.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S73zU9W_XsI/AAAAAAAABCw/BH14XwKzofo/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1694974158761087595?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S7H9io34VbI/AAAAAAAABCo/Ze-a-OBHnRc/s1600/folder.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S7H9io34VbI/AAAAAAAABCo/Ze-a-OBHnRc/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-970801154024167528?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S6tRHubHiVI/AAAAAAAABCY/Xon9q5sXTWo/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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S6tRHubHiVI/AAAAAAAABCY/Xon9q5sXTWo/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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S6tROGolj5I/AAAAAAAABCg/K0snRNBDTak/s1600/tough+alliance+-+new+waves.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S6tROGolj5I/AAAAAAAABCg/K0snRNBDTak/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8600540103563865268?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S6o2nxJu-RI/AAAAAAAABCQ/KIYCxkidAoI/s1600/lifelover+-+erotik.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S6o2nxJu-RI/AAAAAAAABCQ/KIYCxkidAoI/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 &amp; 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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-6604173811851780203?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S6oBpsE6R6I/AAAAAAAABCA/jQFpcmGwW1w/s1600/furia+-+martwa+polska+jesie.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S6oBpsE6R6I/AAAAAAAABCA/jQFpcmGwW1w/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-4496813634049736941?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S6nvoDZNmnI/AAAAAAAABB4/HtnU7h51rvw/s1600/darkthrone+-+ravishing+grimness.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S6nvoDZNmnI/AAAAAAAABB4/HtnU7h51rvw/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-3301508013577884103?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S5_vqrgx-fI/AAAAAAAABBw/LlkAWnC6vl4/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="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S5_vqrgx-fI/AAAAAAAABBw/LlkAWnC6vl4/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8418816299077268891?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S5k358VX1tI/AAAAAAAABBo/1Af722eu2sk/s1600-h/l%27ame+immortelle+-+gezeiten.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S5k358VX1tI/AAAAAAAABBo/1Af722eu2sk/s320/l%27ame+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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-4052398560326610169?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S5bXboTWDpI/AAAAAAAABBg/AAzgrtaOus0/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="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S5bXboTWDpI/AAAAAAAABBg/AAzgrtaOus0/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-4018488232825157510?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S45bdBqjiVI/AAAAAAAABBY/aUaI_gDBD2Q/s1600-h/heidevolk+-+walhalla+wacht.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S45bdBqjiVI/AAAAAAAABBY/aUaI_gDBD2Q/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-3108036319586339886?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S4lPKH7v4SI/AAAAAAAABBQ/JV-TCxjqSgs/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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S4lPKH7v4SI/AAAAAAAABBQ/JV-TCxjqSgs/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1873525457290001639?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S4P3pIlJxGI/AAAAAAAABBI/tAAGFyU4f-Y/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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S4P3pIlJxGI/AAAAAAAABBI/tAAGFyU4f-Y/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8135465673908295987?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>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+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S31FQgRBzvI/AAAAAAAABBA/tnBTRSxX1Jw/s1600-h/powerwolf+-+lupus+dei.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S31FQgRBzvI/AAAAAAAABBA/tnBTRSxX1Jw/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><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8756261985834843397?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-67967107685052875392010-02-12T16:49:00.005+01:002010-03-11T18:40:09.940+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S3V92krzovI/AAAAAAAABA4/KC1mEWKvFB4/s1600-h/sopor+aeternus+-+les+fleurs+du+mal.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S3V92krzovI/AAAAAAAABA4/KC1mEWKvFB4/s320/sopor+aeternus+-+les+fleurs+du+mal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437390501633565426" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Neomedieval darkwave<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Germany<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2007<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 67.96 MB<br /><br />I wish to love <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Sopor Aeternus</span> with all my heart, since Anna-Varney Cantodea is simply one of the most fascinating people in music today. However, </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Les Fleurs du Mal</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > is actually the first SA&amp;tEoS album that I could stand. </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >It</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > probably is the most playful release Cantodea and her ensemble have ever produced, musically and especially lyrically. <span style="font-style: italic;">Shave if You Love Me, Some Men </span>and<span style="font-style: italic;"> A Little Bar of Soap</span> are even quite humourous. It is as if our heroine has never felt as comfortable being herself, before. The music is still based on medieval-ish instruments, keyboards, and percussion but the addition of a full-fledged choir (<span style="font-style: italic;">"sing it, boys!"</span>) lets itself be quite well noticed. I don't believe I've ever called an album sexy before, but it's just the only word that summarises <span style="font-weight: bold;">Les Fleurs</span>. Highly recommendable to everybody, not just darkwave fans.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Architecture</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Always within the hour</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">In der Palästra</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">A little bar of soap</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bitter sweet</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Our lady of the broken hearts</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">La mort d'Arthur</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The simple joys of maidenhood</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Helvetia sexualis</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Les fleurs du mal</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Shave, if you love me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Some men are like chocolate</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The virgin queen<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?jggogjmm5uj"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-6796710768505287539?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-80915508915588351712010-02-10T12:10:00.005+01:002010-02-10T12:42:03.335+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S3KY9MJyNnI/AAAAAAAABAw/5S7M7_Bl114/s1600-h/grateful+dead+-+terrapin+station.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S3KY9MJyNnI/AAAAAAAABAw/5S7M7_Bl114/s320/grateful+dead+-+terrapin+station.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436575877191317106" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Psychedelic rock<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - San Francisco, California<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1977<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 31.89 MB<br /><br />I'm a big fan of the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Dead</span>'s expansive hallucinogenic jamscapes of the sixties, as well as their sudden turn to folk music in 1970. The material that followed <span style="font-weight: bold;">American Beauty</span> never caught much of my attention except for this one; <span style="font-weight: bold;">Terrapin Station</span>. It's a very organic rock album that is still nothing like what they did in their first five or so years. There's a psychedelic edge but it is not as consciously pushed, rather a pleasant side effect. It's very relaxing music. The album's <span style="font-style: italic;">raison d'être</span> is of course to showcase the heavenly title track, a decent 16 minute course through all kinds of different moods. Plaintive verses, smooth and chilled-out, then a cautious preparation for the finale, and through a blistering drum solo (that will not bore even you) to the climax that sounds like the sky is breaking and a coked-up angel's chorus descends down to earth to herald the second coming of our estimated prophet.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Estimated prophet</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dancing in the streets</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Passenger</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Samson and Delilah</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sunrise</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Terrapin Station, pt. 1<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?emkyuonvg2m"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8091550891558835171?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-82380032119074033272010-02-01T20:11:00.005+01:002010-02-01T22:47:34.807+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S2ctMM5tIAI/AAAAAAAABAo/UZ47itLN9GE/s1600-h/nehemah+-+reqiuem+tenebrae.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S2ctMM5tIAI/AAAAAAAABAo/UZ47itLN9GE/s320/nehemah+-+reqiuem+tenebrae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433361163090731010" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - France<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2004<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 49.92 MB<br /><br />In the last decade, France has come to be known as a hotbed for black metal innovation, but <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Nehëmah</span> must have missed that memo. The veteran band isn't one to change its style over the course a mere 12 years, and this reminds me very strongly of <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Darkthrone</span>'s <span style="font-weight: bold;">Under A Funeral Moon</span>. True, some more subtle synths have slipped into the music, making <span style="font-weight: bold;">Requiem Tenebrae</span> the most lucid of the band's albums. You won't have to worry that this might make the sound more melodic, it doesn't. What it does, is provide added grimness at the most effective of moments, such as the sick finale to <span style="font-style: italic;">Consciousness in Evil</span> or the lingering miasma of <span style="font-style: italic;">Taken Away</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;">Through the Dark Nebula</span> is a furious closer regularly punctuated by single floor tom beats like cannonblasts, a very effective way of making the whole track sound even more hostile. For all their staunch traditionalism, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Nehëmah</span> know how to make old-school black metal engaging again.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Creeping chaos</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The great old ones</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dead but dreaming in the eternal icy wastes</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The elder gods awakening</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">In the mist of Orion's sword</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Taken away by the torn blackshroud</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Consciousness in evil</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Through the dark nebula<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?bmmzzonywn1"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8238003211907403327?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-50568294062015141162010-01-28T14:12:00.004+01:002010-01-28T14:42:23.680+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S2GPIJPbZjI/AAAAAAAABAE/NDyJk0MOWXI/s1600-h/absu+-+tara.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S2GPIJPbZjI/AAAAAAAABAE/NDyJk0MOWXI/s320/absu+-+tara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431779995667883570" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black/thrash metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United States of America<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2001<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 69.12 MB<br /><br />Celtic-Sumerian occult blackened thrash metal, from Texas of all places. Quite unique stuff, with a very dry, trebly production that highlights the insane drumming of Sir Proscriptor McGovern and not much more. It really does not lend a good atmosphere to the music and that is a pity, because when it comes to songwriting, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Absu</span> are a fairly sophisticated bunch (much more so than what the genre blackened thrash would probably convey) and the individual tracks are strong and bound to linger in the mind for a while. Tracks like <span style="font-style: italic;">A Shield with an Iron Face</span> and "<span style="font-style: italic;">She Cries the-eh Qui-yet Lay-hay-hake</span>!" could be called positively catchy, while the Stone of Destiny shows a more epic side. The new album has a better production and atmosphere but I liked the songs less, maybe I need to get used to it some more though.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tara</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Pillars of mercy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">A shield with an iron face</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mannanán</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The cognate house of courtly witches lies west of county Meath</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">She cries the quiet lake</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Yrp Lluyddawc</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">From ancient times (starry skies burn to ash)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Four crossed wands (spell 181)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Vorago (spell 182)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bron (of the waves)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Stone of destiny for Magh Slecht and Ard Righ</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tara (recapitulation)<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?imijyugjgz5"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-5056829406201514116?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-46739936537571830252010-01-23T21:51:00.006+01:002010-01-23T22:48:30.945+01:00<div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S1tpDW8ZqgI/AAAAAAAAA_8/QTe5LNJkl_0/s1600-h/maximum+the+hormone.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S1tpDW8ZqgI/AAAAAAAAA_8/QTe5LNJkl_0/s320/maximum+the+hormone.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430049282144709122" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">not the official cover; it was just too ugly<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Rare poep ouwe<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Japan<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2007<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128<br /><b>Size</b> - 44.70 MB<br /><br />Okay. For some unimaginable reason someone decided to inject three Japanese menchildren and a womanchild with speed and monkey genes, take away their dictionaries, and lock them up in a room with musical instruments. The session was of course recorded and the result is <span style="font-weight: bold;">Buiikikaesu!!</span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span>. The music is insanely hectic and hectically insane, alternating between impossibly bouncy, happy-go-lucky stuff that will make your face go like ^___________^ and more aggressive parts with harsh vocals at a staggering speed. The lyrics would have been bilingual if the English parts weren't simply references to random everyday objects (</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">"Bikini sport the monkey spanner ponchin!")</span></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >. I generally hate music as angular and chaotic as this but this is just unforgivably catchy. And my brother asked me to up this. So there you go, sorry that it took about a year!<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Buikkikaesu!!</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zetsubo Billy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kuso breakin no breakin lilly</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Louisiana Bob</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Policeman Benz</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Black power G men spy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Akagi</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kyokatsu</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bikini. Sports. Ponchin.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">What's up, people?!</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chu chu lovely muni muni mura mura purin purin boron nururu rero rero</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Shimi</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Koi no mega lover</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bonus track<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?inmmjjnwvdd"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-4673993653757183025?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-19130033902726531792010-01-21T21:14:00.007+01:002010-01-21T23:00:35.761+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S1jIA_PJafI/AAAAAAAAA_0/hDOF8nwvgsE/s1600-h/skyclad+-+daylights+nor+heeltaps.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S1jIA_PJafI/AAAAAAAAA_0/hDOF8nwvgsE/s320/skyclad+-+daylights+nor+heeltaps.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429309270095653362" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b><br />Genre(s)</b> - Folk metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Newcastle-upon-Tyne, North North England<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2002<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 160 kbps<br /><br />When it comes to folk metal, if <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Skyclad</span> didn't write the book then at least they were its editors-in-chief. They were far ahead of most of their peers and in my humble opinion still one of the very few to ever do it right. They're a very likeable bunch too. The music is miraculously uplifting, and sublimely Anglosaxon, building from a NWOBHM-platform instead of the standard melodic death/black metal one, and adorning it with fiddle melodies audibly native to British soil. And of course they are </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >rooted in that wonderful British class consciousness</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >; their lyrics are left-wing without a doubt, but drenched not so much in politics as in a very astute and thoroughly sarcastic analysis of the world around us. Oh, and since precisely this release, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Skyclad</span> even have a good singer! So for <span style="font-weight: bold;">No Daylights</span> they retooled a few of their best tracks to suit his clear melodic voice and there you have an album and a half of great, really quite harmless metal that will pick up your mood and have you looking hard if you want to find any flaws at all. In fact, would it be sad if a bastard album like this (Martin's lyrics, Kevin's voice) was the band's best material to date? Because it seems a lot like it is.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Disk 1 - </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?kgnjztdmjit">Load it down</a><span style="font-weight: bold;"> (42.70 MB)</span><br /></b></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Penny dreadful</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Inequality street</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Spinning Jenny</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The cry of the land</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Another fine mess</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sins of emission</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The widdershins jig</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">History lessens</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Land of the rising slum</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Single phial</span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Disk 2 - </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?5tkymic2dey">Load it down</a><span style="font-weight: bold;"> (23.23 MB)</span><br /></b></span><ol><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">No deposit, no return</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">A great blow for a day job</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">No strings attached</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Building a ruin</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Loco-commotion</span></span><br /></li></ol><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1913003390272653179?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-16510180002097033822010-01-19T19:30:00.004+01:002010-01-19T19:41:44.056+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S1X8QA1mRuI/AAAAAAAAA_s/nEIJlw-qZys/s1600-h/rammstein+-+mutter.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S1X8QA1mRuI/AAAAAAAAA_s/nEIJlw-qZys/s320/rammstein+-+mutter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428522277897914082" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Industrial rock/metal, Neue Deutsche Härte<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Germany<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2001<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 61.59 MB<br /><br />Since everybody should already know <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Rammstein</span> and this album will probably be taken down in no time, I won't bother with a long introduction. Maybe not the best comparison, but just as with the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Korn</span> album I've held on to this after all these years out of pure, sweet nostalgia. If you like rock music that should be reason enough to check this if you haven't before. </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >Some great songs, that's for sure.</span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mein Herz brennt</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Links, 2, 3, 4</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sonne</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ich will</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Feuer frei</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mutter</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Spieluhr</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zwitter</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rein raus</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Adios</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nebel<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?xmxigntjymz"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1651018000209703382?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-40852891794270015552010-01-14T18:57:00.005+01:002010-01-20T03:14:17.747+01:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S08-_fFUmnI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Gw7kvPhd820/s1600-h/sun+of+the+sleepless+-+sun+of+the+sleepless.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S08-_fFUmnI/AAAAAAAAA_k/Gw7kvPhd820/s320/sun+of+the+sleepless+-+sun+of+the+sleepless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426625336401238642" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Atmospheric black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Germany<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1999<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 13.78 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Sun of the Sleepless</span> is, or perhaps was, a one-man experimental black metal project that is officially still active but seems to be on its arse since releasing the split. </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Markus Stock is an adventurous soul in metal-land with his folk-metal-goes-acoustic-folk band <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Empyrium</span>, the cinematic horror metal of <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Vision Bleak</span> and the progressive gloom rock of <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Noekk</span>. It's at the marges of metal that he can work his magic best. This demo is still fairly regular: a mere three short pieces of fantastic atmospheric black metal that has everything you love about it. If your ears were for smelling you'd smell rich damp earth, pine needles and smouldering bonfires.<br /></span> <ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Thou, whose face hath felt the winter's wind</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Grimme pain</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nebelmond</span></li></ol> <span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?yzozzgmzwon"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Load it down</span></a><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-4085289179427001555?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-6082409972436349842010-01-14T15:36:00.008+01:002010-01-15T03:48:26.230+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S08-_MRdd_I/AAAAAAAAA_c/y5t8N_KyQW8/s1600-h/sun+of+the+sleepless+%26+nachtmahr.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S08-_MRdd_I/AAAAAAAAA_c/y5t8N_KyQW8/s320/sun+of+the+sleepless+%26+nachtmahr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426625331351877618" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Genre(s)</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - Experimental black metal/black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Germany<br /></span><b style="font-family: verdana;">Year of release</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 2004</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Bitrate</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 192 kbps</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Size</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 61.15 MB<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;">It's on the split with fellow Germans <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Nachtmahr</span> that <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Sun of the Sleepless</span> really starts to set itself apart by way of some very overt electronic influences, especially after the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Burzum</span> track: <span style="font-style: italic;">Neunter November</span> is kind of trip-hop, <span style="font-style: italic;">Spring '99</span> starts out triphoppy too but rises and falls in metalness (it's easily the best track off the split) and </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Tausend Kalte Winter</span> is a piece of pure industrial. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Nachtmahr</span> really play quite standard black metal, but it's not bad. They would be better represented on a split with another classic style band because the difference between the two is grating and to the latter band's detriment. But perhaps you may think otherwise.<br /></span><ol><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sun of the </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Sleepless - A wolf in sheep's skin clad</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sun of the </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Sleepless - Romanze zur Nacht<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sun of the </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Sleepless - Dunkelheit (Burzum cover)<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sun of the </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Sleepless - Neunter November<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sun of the </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Sleepless - Tausend kalte Winter<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sun of the Sleepless - Spring '99<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nachtmahr - I<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nachtmahr - II<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nachtmahr - III<br /></span></li></ol><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?rti40mohmhj"><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Load it down</b></span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-608240997243634984?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-17315143298601571632010-01-13T22:59:00.009+01:002010-01-14T15:36:05.806+01:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S05IvC6DeNI/AAAAAAAAA_U/SbqQPnNxBFI/s1600-h/nick+drake.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S05IvC6DeNI/AAAAAAAAA_U/SbqQPnNxBFI/s320/nick+drake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426354574099445970" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >I once posted a Nick Drake album, perhaps as early as 2008. The "Nick Drake Estate" Bryter Music kindly asked me (they did, they were ever so polite) if I could please remove it and I complied; I'm not a bad sort.<br /><br />But dammit, this blog is not complete without Nick. He was a beautiful being and I recognise a lot of myself in him (minus the talent and creativity, and he was also rather more handsome than me). His music is exquisitely beautiful and fueled by a pain that proved sadly genuine.<br /><br />I want to post the one track for you. Just the one, and hope nobody notices. I sincerely hope you get as much out of it as I frequently have. If you enjoy sad music, and I mean really sad enough to make you cry then please, please, please take this song, there is no better. After hearing it hundreds of times it still works for me. In fact, if you can't cry to this you were probably the school bully, and spent your free hours setting cats on fire.<br /><br />This song's for Chief Commies, curly-haired Imprint journalists, blonde Swedes that think the party is always right, their girlfriends who decidedly don't, and YOU.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mjtqujmnjkz">Northern Sky</a><br /></span></div><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">I never felt magic crazy as this<br />I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea<br />I never held emotion in the palm of my hand<br />Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree<br />But now you're here<br />Brighten my northern sky.<br /><br />I've been a long time that I'm waiting</span> <span style="font-size:78%;"><br />Been a long time that I'm blown<br />I've been a long time that I've wandered<br />Through the people I have known<br />Oh, if you would and you could<br />Straighten my new mind's eye.<br /><br />Would you love me for my money</span> <span style="font-size:78%;"><br />Would you love me for my head<br />Would you love me through the winter<br />Would you love me 'til I'm dead<br />Oh, if you would and you could<br />Come blow your horn on high.<br /><br />I never felt magic crazy as this</span> <span style="font-size:78%;"><br />I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea<br />I never held emotion in the palm of my hand<br />Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree<br />But now you're here<br />Brighten my northern sky.<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1731514329860157163?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-44889326166473437932010-01-11T14:16:00.007+01:002010-01-12T04:06:32.709+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S0spRu6AabI/AAAAAAAAA_M/1xUaEw3_Byg/s1600-h/jim+croce+-+you+don%27t+mess+around+with+jim.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S0spRu6AabI/AAAAAAAAA_M/1xUaEw3_Byg/s320/jim+croce+-+you+don%27t+mess+around+with+jim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425475560723737010" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Folk, singer-songwriter<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Philadelphia, USA<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1972<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 29.65 MB<br /><br />Here's a guy that my mum introduced me to only about a month or two or so ago: <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Jim Croce</span>. A big man with a big moustache, who could have led the big life if he hadn't died in a plane crash together with his friend and second guitarist Maury Muehleisen, ahead of garnering most of his success. He was a gifted singer-songwriter and guitarist known for simple, natural-flowing songs that speak to your heart and lift you up in quick succession. I believe he was a man from the country, not the city, and seems to me like one of the most normal, down-to-earth people ever to grace the music business. My favourite track is <span style="font-style: italic;">Operator</span>, but it's a very charming, chilled out album altogether that's finished before you know or want it.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">You don't mess around with Jim</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">New York's not my home</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hard time losin' man</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Photographs and memories</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Walkin' back to Georgia</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Operator (that's not the way it feels)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Time in a bottle</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rapid Roy (the stock car boy)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Box #10</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">A long time ago</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hey tomorrow<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?iyzzmutnyid"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-4488932616647343793?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-12513740428492760472010-01-05T16:40:00.008+01:002010-01-05T18:35:31.516+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S0Ns55UWu_I/AAAAAAAAA_E/UavB4uymoZI/s1600-h/the+smiths+-+thank+your+lucky+stars.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S0Ns55UWu_I/AAAAAAAAA_E/UavB4uymoZI/s320/the+smiths+-+thank+your+lucky+stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423298118178749426" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b><br />Genre(s)</b> - Smiths music<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Manchester, North West England, UK<br /><b>Year of release</b> - Nope.<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 160 bkps<br /><b>Size</b> - </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >82.22 MB</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br />Sooooo... <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Smiths</span>. Well, I like 'em. Here's a bootleg, recorded at 28-08-1986 at Irvine Meadows, Laguna Hills, Ca. This is a very good concert and exceptionally good recording, for an unofficial one. It has some of my favourite tracks from <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Queen is Dead</span> including <span style="font-style: italic;">Cemetary Gates</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">The Boy</span> and - yes! - <span style="font-style: italic;">There Is a Light</span>, and what may or may not be a funky instrumental <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Cyndi Lauper</span> cover. If you like <span style="font-weight: bold;">Rank</span>, well, I think this one just a little better (all opinions I read agree with me), but that is of course personal. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Morrissey</span> is not as savage here but the tracklist suits me fine, and occasionally the band puts some over-enthusiastic security personell back in place. Who couldn't excuse the crowd for being a bit tempestuous, I mean, it IS the Moz on that stage. If you find this review a bit understated it is because I am too enthusiastic about <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Smiths</span> to properly put into words. Rest assured this comes preposterously, obsessively, unhealthily recommended.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Please, please, please let me get what I want</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Still ill</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I want the one I can't have</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">There is a light that never goes out</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">How soon is now?</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Frankly, mr. Shankly</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Panic</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Stretch out and wait</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The boy with the thorn in his side</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Is is really so strange?</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cemetary gates</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Never had no one ever</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">What she said/Rubber ring</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">That joke isn't funny anymore</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heaven knows I'm miserable now</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The queen is dead</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Money changes everything</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I know it's over<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?n4wlnnzytgm"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1251374042849276047?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-275710822993893542010-01-04T16:24:00.005+01:002010-01-05T01:15:13.379+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S0IR5HJ6PbI/AAAAAAAAA-0/_tzNCbVh9Q0/s1600-h/miserere+luminis+-+miserere+luminis.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S0IR5HJ6PbI/AAAAAAAAA-0/_tzNCbVh9Q0/s320/miserere+luminis+-+miserere+luminis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422916574178327986" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Québec, Canada<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2009<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 320 kbps<br /><br />I haven't come across this on any blog yet - but not actively scoured the hundreds of thousands of BM blogs for it either - and it took me very long to find it on soulseek, but it proved its worth. I was so anxious to hear it because it features both members of <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Gris</span>, who weren't featured on the first post of this blog for nothing. Third member is Annatar from <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Sombres Forêts</span> whom I've never liked so much. But with two against one luckily the Gris faction had a bit more to say about the direction for <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Miserere Luminis</span> and you can hear that from the deep atmosphere, which is more than simply depressive; there lurks something very unhinged and perverse at the heart that not a lot of bands can convey. It is less focused on neoclassical segments or use of grand piano, but it is equally subtly unruly, in the sense that there is usually some aspect of the music that doesn't quite do what you are expecting, and as such enhances the alien-ness and wonder of the music. Take the weird drums patterns in <span style="font-style: italic;">Ciel Tragique</span>, which immediately drew and held on to my notoriously fickle attention. It's this kind of thing that made sure that after almost eight years of exploring this style, and after many other new musical genres in my life, entirely different friends, and a whole different outlook on the world, I have never once lost interest in the majestic art that black metal, if written and played with intelligence and sincere emotion, still can be!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The album is chopped in half due to its size. If you enjoy this, <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/05/gris-can-2007-il-tait-une-fort.html">take the Gris album as well</a> or I will hate you forever.</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cineris</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Le mal des siècles</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ciel tragique</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">IV</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Birth of new ages</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The mist</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Senectus</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Miserere luminis</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Exulcerare<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/?oztyiawjfkk">Load it down</a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (51.86 MB)</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Part 2: </span><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?wlyfddqkxoz">Load it down</a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (62.27 MB)</span><br /></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-27571082299389354?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-49579813449694704282010-01-03T14:52:00.006+01:002010-01-03T15:28:44.024+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S0CpVJ1fKiI/AAAAAAAAA-s/SSTCM8G9K4Q/s1600-h/the+cavalcade+-+meet+you+in+the+rain.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S0CpVJ1fKiI/AAAAAAAAA-s/SSTCM8G9K4Q/s320/the+cavalcade+-+meet+you+in+the+rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422520132236683810" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Indie pop<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Northwestern England, UK<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2009<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 24.83 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I wanted to meet you in the rain/but you never showed/I've waited for most of the day/I hope that you know</span>. This rather passive-aggressive end to a chorus line stands in shrill contrast to the sound of this delightful EP. On <span style="font-weight: bold;">Meet You</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Cavalcade</span> play calm, bittersweet little songs (generally a bit more bitter than sweet, but not begrudged at all) that are bound to conquer your thoughts and feelings, there is just no resistance. The jangly guitar and wonderfully imperfect vocals are the centerpoint but an important part of the musical experience is the chemistry between those and the limited keyboard touch-ups. It's over before you know it and you will most likely directly be tempted to listen to it again. Do it. It's no use fighting; surrender is not a choice, it's a given. Also warmly recommended to folkies.<br /><br />The Cavalcade are signed to (among others) the wonderful <a href="http://www.cloudberryrecords.com/">Cloudberry Records</a> with which I seem to share a lot of values in life.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Meet you in the rain</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Voices</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rooftops &amp; chaotic streets</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">This silent town</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nobody's child<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?tbtqijtmmww"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-4957981344969470428?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-55330523874817501832010-01-03T13:47:00.004+01:002010-01-03T14:30:44.116+01:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S0CSjvNClnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/6CkR8Yehv1E/s1600-h/black+sun+aeon+-+darkness+walk+with+me.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/S0CSjvNClnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/6CkR8Yehv1E/s320/black+sun+aeon+-+darkness+walk+with+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422495094018315890" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Doom metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Finland<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2009<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 39.90 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Black Sun Aeon</span> are a young and hopeful new and quite melodic death-doom band and their first album definitely doesn't sound bad. They immediately reminded me of the Russian band <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/10/morningside-wind-trees-and-shadows-of.html">The Morningside</a>, who sounded more convincingly doomy and sorrowful at the first attempt than many lauded adept bands ever have. Though it could have been a bit slower and heavier, this kind of stuff is really my style, with grand, sweeping melodies in a warm tone, that succeed well in conveying the passion with which they are evidently played. Doom metal, every time you hear it it should really be a casual stroll on the path of no return. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Black Sun Aeon</span> knows this, and they are quite prepared to take you by the hand. Great effort, which leaves me wondering why this didn't end up in my list for 2009!<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chapter 1 (a song for the introduction)<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chapter 2 (a song for my wrath)<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chapter 3 (a song for my demise)<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chapter 4 (a song for my sorrow)<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chapter 5 (a song for my weakness)<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chapter 6 (a song for this winter)<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chapter 7 (a song for my illness)<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chapter 8 (a song for my funeral)<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chapter 9 (a song for the one who passed away 4.9.2008)<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?rrdqjm1wydm"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-5533052387481750183?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-34744926836176615582009-12-31T23:59:00.010+01:002010-01-02T13:58:38.133+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6Q3ECVFCI/AAAAAAAAA-c/_u3DvmNmZlU/s1600-h/jewstallation.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6Q3ECVFCI/AAAAAAAAA-c/_u3DvmNmZlU/s320/jewstallation.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421930277051372578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">picture also unrelated</span><br /><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Because you know, it's hard for me and a huge emotional confrontation to rank albums because it feels like they are living humans and I don't have the right to tell them that maybe some other album is better or more loved, it would cause lasting damage to their faith in humanity and I would feel really wretched if I did that.<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6FRry9D-I/AAAAAAAAA70/bNG09MXkdXE/s1600-h/creature.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6FRry9D-I/AAAAAAAAA70/bNG09MXkdXE/s320/creature.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421917540261367778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Creature with the Atom Brain - Transylvania</span></span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Great and very groovy psychedelic rock that makes Belgium sound like the new San Francisco.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Probably posted shortly.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GWFF_8KI/AAAAAAAAA8k/tOA4vmIAd14/s1600-h/martyrdod.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GWFF_8KI/AAAAAAAAA8k/tOA4vmIAd14/s320/martyrdod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421918715283239074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Martyrdöd - Sekt</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Swedish blackened crust, gloriously driving, nihilistic monotony and filth.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Previous album posted <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/10/martyrdod-in-extremis.html">here</a>.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6HbZRpe2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/rrSXFouRCqM/s1600-h/geist.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6HbZRpe2I/AAAAAAAAA-E/rrSXFouRCqM/s320/geist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421919906111781730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Geïst - Galeere</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Nautical-themed atmo-black metal album that has been shockingly underrated.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Previous album posted <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/06/geist-kainsmal.html">here</a>.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GWasWA4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/g1hEcT1YoHk/s1600-h/antony.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GWasWA4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/g1hEcT1YoHk/s320/antony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421918721081213826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Antony and the Johnsons - The crying light</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Unique voice, unique music. I would gladly give up gender certainty for such a voice.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Previous album posted <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/12/antony-and-johnsons-i-am-bird-now.html">here</a>.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6Gsi7pWDI/AAAAAAAAA9c/7ob3bZfO3UY/s1600-h/urgency.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6Gsi7pWDI/AAAAAAAAA9c/7ob3bZfO3UY/s320/urgency.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421919101250000946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Urgency - The urgency</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Indie rock barely touching on punk energy, the result is criminally catchy.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Probably posted shortly.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6HFtWm_eI/AAAAAAAAA90/7JudB3KuLzs/s1600-h/skagos.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6HFtWm_eI/AAAAAAAAA90/7JudB3KuLzs/s320/skagos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421919533544177122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Skagos - </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Á</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">st</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Sublime Canadian atmospheric black metal with apparently some left-wing sympathies.</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Posted shortly.</span></span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6HF-KeR-I/AAAAAAAAA98/wxBJkiz3EKg/s1600-h/solstafir.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6HF-KeR-I/AAAAAAAAA98/wxBJkiz3EKg/s320/solstafir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421919538056677346" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sólstafir - Köld</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">She destrooooooooys againnnnnnn!! As good as the previous album,</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">which you can find <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/12/solstafir-masterpiece-of-bitterness.html">here</a>.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6HFS3yeSI/AAAAAAAAA9s/JeudxKSAmuY/s1600-h/rome.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6HFS3yeSI/AAAAAAAAA9s/JeudxKSAmuY/s320/rome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421919526435584290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Rome - Flowers from exile</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Best neofolk-ish stuff I heard since Spiritual Front.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Posted in the longer term.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6NOCTvORI/AAAAAAAAA-U/wYXfUlpb7bo/s1600-h/the+cavalcade.PNG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6NOCTvORI/AAAAAAAAA-U/wYXfUlpb7bo/s320/the+cavalcade.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421926273677998354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Cavalcade - Meet you in the rain</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Just a five-track twee folk EP but SO captivating!</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Posted shortly.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GW9lDKaI/AAAAAAAAA88/W1h9-eCKtn8/s1600-h/alcest+les+discrets.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GW9lDKaI/AAAAAAAAA88/W1h9-eCKtn8/s320/alcest+les+discrets.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421918730445859234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Alcest &amp; Les Discrets - Split</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Fine appetiser, especially the Les Discrets part is amazing.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Earlier material by both <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/07/les-discrets-les-discrets.html">here</a> (LD), <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/10/alcest-tristesse-hivernale.html">here</a> and <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/01/alcest-le-secret.html">here</a> (A). </span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6F0qd0-5I/AAAAAAAAA8c/dGv2N7jM31U/s1600-h/austere.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6F0qd0-5I/AAAAAAAAA8c/dGv2N7jM31U/s320/austere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421918141199743890" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Austere - To lay like old ashes</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Visionary band daringly taking suicidal black metal into new territory.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Posted shortly.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GsIc8KSI/AAAAAAAAA9E/OsV9ZrG_iBM/s1600-h/exploding+boy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GsIc8KSI/AAAAAAAAA9E/OsV9ZrG_iBM/s320/exploding+boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421919094141888802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Exploding Boy - Afterglow</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Anachronistic neo-postpunk goodness from Sverige.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Posted shortly.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6HFPF020I/AAAAAAAAA9k/5Cbe9DouflI/s1600-h/powerwolf.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6HFPF020I/AAAAAAAAA9k/5Cbe9DouflI/s320/powerwolf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421919525420718914" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Powerwolf - Bible of the beast</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Campy yet strong power metal with superb vocals.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Earlier album will be posted shortly.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6FtmLRwmI/AAAAAAAAA8U/p3oLhsQWyBg/s1600-h/it+may+never+end.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6FtmLRwmI/AAAAAAAAA8U/p3oLhsQWyBg/s320/it+may+never+end.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421918019789111906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">It May Never End - Such is life</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Unknown Aussie group, but best post-rock album I've heard all year.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Posted in the longer term.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GWhv1ESI/AAAAAAAAA80/sVogkDKOOys/s1600-h/der+blaue+reiter.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GWhv1ESI/AAAAAAAAA80/sVogkDKOOys/s320/der+blaue+reiter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421918722974880034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Der Blaue Reiter - Nuclear Sun</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Intriguing, mysterious, distressing martial ambient.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">May feature some time or another, or it may not.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GspMf8GI/AAAAAAAAA9U/L-DmJyiT02Q/s1600-h/vnv+nation.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6GspMf8GI/AAAAAAAAA9U/L-DmJyiT02Q/s320/vnv+nation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421919102931300450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">VNV Nation - Of faith, power and glory</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Once more with feeling: Great and thoughtful EBM/synthpop champions.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Earlier album posted <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/11/vnv-nation-matter-form.html">here</a>.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6FqpOPSvI/AAAAAAAAA8M/HjD-QokrJQw/s1600-h/panopticon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6FqpOPSvI/AAAAAAAAA8M/HjD-QokrJQw/s320/panopticon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421917969067231986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panopticon - Collapse</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Anarcho-black metal guru Lundr proves himself once more. Old gods, no masters! (?)</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Posted <a href="http://r-a-b-m.blogspot.com/2009/10/panopticon-collapse-2009.html">here</a> on a blog you should be visiting anyway.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6Fnm2c5bI/AAAAAAAAA8E/cpPTKt2iMFQ/s1600-h/miserere+luminis.PNG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6Fnm2c5bI/AAAAAAAAA8E/cpPTKt2iMFQ/s320/miserere+luminis.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421917916890981810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Miserere Luminis - Miserere luminis</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Collaboration between Gris and Sombres Forêts, luckily the Gris influences win out.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Gris album can be found <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/05/gris-can-2007-il-tait-une-fort.html">here</a>.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6Fbzlg3HI/AAAAAAAAA78/t9IvGHOL8ik/s1600-h/amesoeurs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6Fbzlg3HI/AAAAAAAAA78/t9IvGHOL8ik/s320/amesoeurs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421917714151169138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Amesoeurs - Amesoeurs</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">"Amesoeurs is dead", not with a whimper, with a bang.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Demo and split <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/03/amesoeurs.html">here</a>.</span></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6FMXnsP3I/AAAAAAAAA7s/4cNxx_-Inoc/s1600-h/the+pains.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sz6FMXnsP3I/AAAAAAAAA7s/4cNxx_-Inoc/s320/the+pains.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421917448946073458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Pains of Being Pure at Heart - The pains of being pure at heart</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">They'll have you gazing at your shoes through tears of joyful misery.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:78%;">The proof can be found <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/08/pains-of-being-pure-at-heart-self.html">here</a>.</span></span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-3474492683617661558?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-40528209246099060742009-12-30T13:48:00.005+01:002009-12-30T14:28:36.883+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SztO5_oY6PI/AAAAAAAAA7U/k1vOk-wYBfM/s1600-h/solstafir+-+masterpiece+of+bitterness.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SztO5_oY6PI/AAAAAAAAA7U/k1vOk-wYBfM/s320/solstafir+-+masterpiece+of+bitterness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421013334710872306" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - (Post-)black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Iceland<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 62.78 MB<br /><br />Iceland! There are many more black metal bands from there than its quickly dwindling number of inhabitants would warrant, but only a handful seem to be actually worth the effort of tracking them down. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Sólstafir</span> are one from the latter category, a progressive black metal band with a lot of influences from hardcore, sludge and post-rock. They come across as quite intellectual to me, yet not by far as elitist as most regular bands in the genre. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Masterpiece of Bitterness</span> strangely starts off with the main course, an oddly-titled twenty-minute long opus that almost (almost!) makes the rest of the album obsolete. It showcases some dazzlingly expansive atmospheres, made possible in large part by some seriously gnarly, indignantly groaning bass work offsetting the resounding glimmer of the guitars. It's a song, a real bitter masterpiece, in which you can really lose yourself for its entire duration and you may not even need drugs for it - though of course I generally recommend drug use to everybody.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I myself the visionary head</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nature strutter</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bloodsoaked velvet</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Lux fare</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ghosts of light</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ritual of fire</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Náttfari<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zgyfybkqjyo"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-4052820924609906074?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-30106834858149771652009-12-30T13:05:00.006+01:002009-12-30T15:52:12.091+01:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SztJUu1lDWI/AAAAAAAAA7M/FxVJQip8m9g/s1600-h/antony+and+the+johnsons+-+i+am+a+bird+now.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SztJUu1lDWI/AAAAAAAAA7M/FxVJQip8m9g/s320/antony+and+the+johnsons+-+i+am+a+bird+now.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421007196989492578" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Chamber pop<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Ireland/UK<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 48.23 MB<br /><br />I like to think all music I post is special for some reason or another, but here's a group that is really quite unlike anything else that I know. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Johnsons</span> play some extremely timeless romantic music that sounds like it belongs in an exclusive nightclub somewhere in the twenties or thirties. The star of the show is the enigmatic <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Antony Hegarty</span>, with his magical, lilting one-of-a-kind voice that just suits the music so wonderfully. He is also the one laying down the plaintive, desolate piano tones, the music's main ingredient, supported by an understated bass and drums combo and sometimes a bit of brass and violin, lifting for instance <span style="font-style: italic;">Fistful of Love</span> up to be the album's high point. While the melodies themselves are not usually so sad, the music is clearly intended for lonely nights of wistful yearning more than to spice up a party with. Well, I've tested, and it works: there is some fine nightly yearning to be had with <span style="font-weight: bold;">Bird Now</span> on.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hope there's someone</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">My lady story</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">For today I am a boy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Man is the baby</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">You are my sister</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">What can I do?</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fistful of love</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Spiralling</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Free at last</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bird gehrl<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?hjbjnnndlah"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-3010683485814977165?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-84261475515455477622009-12-29T18:16:00.006+01:002009-12-29T19:25:08.082+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SzpHrf3arTI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ooQ_qOsDij8/s1600-h/bedhead+-+transaction+de+novo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SzpHrf3arTI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ooQ_qOsDij8/s320/bedhead+-+transaction+de+novo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420723914107694386" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Slowcore/post-rock<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Texas, USA<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1998<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 33.84 MB<br /><br />The aptly titled band <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Bedhead</span> were an indie rock band who created calm, drowsy, squeaky-clean music with three guitars and a bass, which sounds like it should be listened to after a long hot shower and just before laying down your tired body on the hard, stained but warmly inviting mattress. Throughout their career, their music took on more and more body, some degree of distortion, and intra-track progress and these slowcore-pioneers floated into post-rock territory at a more than leisurely pace. Even with <span style="font-weight: bold;">Transaction de Novo</span>, their final album, they still exhibit a rare and deliberate holding back, never falling for useless pomp. It makes <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Bedhead</span> an excellent band to spend those warm last waking moments of your day on.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Exhume</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">More than ever</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Parade</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Half-thought</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Extramundane</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Forgetting</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Lepidoptera</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Psychosomatica</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The present<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?jxgqwne00rx"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8426147551545547762?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-28393896091562027192009-12-29T17:36:00.001+01:002009-12-29T17:37:12.458+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SE_q3wcOZsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iaQ36Eho0aE/s1600-h/skambankt+-+eliksir.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SE_q3wcOZsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iaQ36Eho0aE/s320/skambankt+-+eliksir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210641537507944130" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b face="verdana"></b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Genre(s)</span> - Punk, hard rock<br /><b>Origin</b> - Norway<br /><b></b><b>Year of release</b> - 2007<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bitrate -</span> 320 kbps<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Size -</span> 86.22 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[Repost because I remembered that the RAR file of this one was corrupt, or the songs skipping or somesuch. Enjoy now, undamaged and in much higher bitrate. Despite my somewhat inane review this really is a punch in the face of glorious punk rock anthems with a sound and approach entirely Skambankt's own. Worth every punk enthusiast's attention.]</span><br /><br />Still combining the sounds of old-school punk and old-school hardrock, this album is more in the direction of old-school hard punking rock rather than old-school hard rocking punk, as the </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > previous, </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >equally-awesome self-titled album could be classified. And all in Norwegian! Just think how awesome this world could have been if crappy BM bands like Gorgoroth, Burzum, Mayhem or Satyricon never started playing black metal but played punk instead! Indeed; it would have been super duper awesome! That's why you have to download this album.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Intro</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nok et offer</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dynasti</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Stormkast #1</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tyster</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ordets gud</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Min eliksir</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Siste stikk</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fritt fall</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Angst</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Idyllillusionen</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bak låste dører<br /></span></li></ol><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?wnzwkyinemw"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Load it down</b></span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-2839389609156202719?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-80645966874362352082009-12-22T23:52:00.006+01:002009-12-23T00:23:14.184+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SzFSgVPL02I/AAAAAAAAA68/c3MkGPsJEkk/s1600-h/amorphis+-+tales+from+the+thousand+lakes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SzFSgVPL02I/AAAAAAAAA68/c3MkGPsJEkk/s320/amorphis+-+tales+from+the+thousand+lakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418202542113543010" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - (kind of melodic doomy death??) - Metal!!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Finland<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1994<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 36.20 MB<br /><br />What a weird release <span style="font-weight: bold;">Thousand Lakes</span> is. I don't know, but the mix sounds all weird, really hollow, and with synths whose tone can only be described as weird. Or is it just me? For some reason however, I've always held on to this album and I couldn't face my conscience if I were to say it was bad. It has a quite relaxed overall feeling, with many pleasant and classic melodies that captured a lot of people (at least I know here in Holland <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Amorphis</span> were universally well-liked and highly esteemed, especially this album). Personal favourites are the threesome of <span style="font-style: italic;">First Doom</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Black Winter Day</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Drowned Maid</span>, sporting the best harmonies. In constrast to most later work, it's all rather simple in construction (esp. </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >the drums are extremely basic</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >) and too neutral in mood for my tastes, but somehow this has that kind of charm that leaves few people unaffected. But yeah, it sounds kinda weird.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Thousand lakes</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Into hiding</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The castaway</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">First doom<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Black winter day</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Drowned maid</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">In the beginning</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Forgotten sunrise</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">To father's cabin</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Magic and mayhem<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?jyzjzj5zmny"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8064596687436235208?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-71088602824282041662009-12-22T13:38:00.003+01:002009-12-30T01:10:29.581+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SzC-WPB3nZI/AAAAAAAAA6s/HFTbIgHY4gY/s1600-h/class+pride+world+wide+vol+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SzC-WPB3nZI/AAAAAAAAA6s/HFTbIgHY4gY/s320/class+pride+world+wide+vol+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418039640927477138" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 80.22 MB</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br />And some more... all thanks to wonderful Canadian label <a href="http://www.insurgence.net/main.html">Insurgence Records</a>.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Union Made (can) - Products<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nuts &amp; Bolts (usa) - Corruption<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Loikaemie (de) - Good night white pride<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Discipline (nl) - Red and white army<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Runnin' Riot (ire) - Lost generation<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Street Terror (pol) - Nigdy nie bedziesz szedi sam<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Spit on Your Grave (usa) - So far past sick<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cervelli Stanki (ita) - Figli della klasse operala<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Boiler (hun) - Formas popsi, szep szemek<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fear City (usa) - FSC anthem<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Freiboiter (de) - Schöne neue Welt<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Esclaves Salaries (can) - Ils ne passeront pas<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Curasbun (chl) - Cerveza<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Death in Custody (usa) - Pissed off and broke<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bayonets (yug) - Our fight<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Puntas de Acero (arg) - Clase obrera<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Borderguards (can) - Independent<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">United Front (uk) - Vengeance<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Anger Flares (jap) - Search for the light<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hard Skin (uk) - Skin hard<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">S-Contro (ita) - La mia storia<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Razor Bois (rus) - Burned discos<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zzuwdyxknnn">Load it down</a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-7108860282428204166?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-60939046746389619122009-12-22T13:37:00.003+01:002009-12-30T01:10:21.863+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SzC-bgn8OtI/AAAAAAAAA60/rqAogBikuJA/s1600-h/class+pride+world+wide+vol+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SzC-bgn8OtI/AAAAAAAAA60/rqAogBikuJA/s320/class+pride+world+wide+vol+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418039731549911762" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 55.46 MB</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br />More antifascist and left-wing oi!, streetpunk, hardcore and ska from all over the globe. Life is beautiful.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Prowlers (can) - We come out first</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Social Combat (esp) - Our enemy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Red Alert (uk) - Million dollar punx</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nogood Heroes (usa) - Populist</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Class Assassins (can) - For the kids</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Pub All Stars (arg) - Radio 69<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bolchoi (fra) - Gueules cassées<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fuori Controllo (ita) - Aggro on the streets<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Analogs (pol) - Blask szminki<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fate 2 Fate (can) - Fight for yourself<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Jonny Gerriwelt (eus) - Freedom words<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Signal 3 (usa) - Spirit of rebellion<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Garotos Podres (bra) - Garoto podre<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Protest (cze) - Tri postavy<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Frontkick (de) - Danger<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Razzaparte (ita) - Noi ci siamo ancora<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Wildcate Strike (swe) - Ar det demokrati?<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sick Sick Six (prt) - Quantos de voces<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Charge 69 (fra) - Casse-toi<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fighting Chance (usa) - Coward's pride<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Angelic Upstarts (uk) - Machine gun Chelly (live)<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?nenhew2uytm">Load it down</a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-6093904674638961912?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-9763602073084547482009-12-22T13:36:00.005+01:002009-12-24T00:35:38.419+01:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SKbwfXxUZMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AznHof_Cbrs/s1600-h/VA+-+Class+Pride+World+Wide+1+-+Front.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SKbwfXxUZMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/AznHof_Cbrs/s320/VA+-+Class+Pride+World+Wide+1+-+Front.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235136038612264130" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Genre(s)</span> - Oi!, punk, ska<br /><b>Origin</b> - all over the world<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Year of release</span> - 2001<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bitrate</span> - 128 kbps<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Size</span> - 51.46<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[Had this one up for a while but it is only the first out of a series of three compilations and why not post them all together?]</span><br /><br />For those still believing that the term <span style="font-style: italic;">skinhead</span> is synonymous with <span style="font-style: italic;">neo-nazi</span>, here's the final solid proof that this is a total misconception. The first compilation of a series of three released by the antifascist <a href="http://www.insurgence.net/">Insurgence</a><a href="http://www.insurgence.net/"> Records</a> presents us with 19 bands mostly from the SHARP (SkinHeads Against Racial Prejudice) and RASH (Red and Anarchist SkinHeads) scene. Not a skinhead myself - full head of hair here - I'm nonetheless fascinated by their subculture and praise their class consciousness. Their music is awesome too, this isn't the first oi! release I'm posting here. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Street Troopers</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Brigada Flores Magon</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Los Fastidios</span> deliver some of the best tracks on the disc but it's full of sometimes catchy, sometimes angry songs about working class life, beating up nazis and other fun, important subjects.</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Street Troopers (can) - Don't let 'em win</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Stage Bottles (de) - Dead but not forgiven</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Reazione (ita) - Forse un giorno vincera!</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Worker (usa) - Betrayed</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Remences (esp) - Sota control</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Oppressed (uk) - Substitute</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Brigada Flores Magon (fra) - Continente olvidado</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">FFD (ita) - Proletario</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">H-Block 101 (aus) - Aunty Pauline</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Klasse Kriminale (ita) - I ragazzi sono innocenti</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Scrapy (de) - Still standing</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Blastcaps (can) - Shining light</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Pinkerton Thugs (usa) - Propaganda by the deed</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Opcio K-95 (esp) - Skinhead only red</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Los Fastidios (ita) - S-H-A-R-P</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fermin Muguruza (eus) - Newroz</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Les Partisans (fra) - Radio rebelle</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Blaggers ITA (uk) - 1949</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ya Basta (fra) - Chiapas</span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b><b><span style=""><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zjy2cwqyiyn"><b>Load it down</b></a></span></b></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-976360207308454748?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-43119783496679837652009-12-20T15:33:00.006+01:002010-01-02T14:03:50.792+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sy5AJeXGL5I/AAAAAAAAA6k/2fq_t-LZzWw/s1600-h/mediaeval+baebes+-+mirabilis.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sy5AJeXGL5I/AAAAAAAAA6k/2fq_t-LZzWw/s320/mediaeval+baebes+-+mirabilis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417337933286223762" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Genre(s)</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - Ethereal, neo-classical<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United Kingdom<br /></span><b style="font-family: verdana;">Year of release</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 2005</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Bitrate</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 320 kbps</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Size</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 80.91 MB</span><br /><br />My hopes for a true winter are being fulfilled: it hasn't snowed like this for years! I've been trudging through Leiden's monumental 17th-century city centre for a few hours today and it was a more beautiful sight even than usual. Music to go well with weather (and towns) like this is swirly gothic or ethereal, and the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Mediæval B</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">æbes</span> deal in a very neo-classical version of it that suits the name well, as does the fact that it is an all-women band. With various acoustic and old-timey instruments like (f)lutes, harps, percussion and (I believe) all of their voices they create wonderful music that seems to be made for snowy days' candlelit evenings, and especially these days around Yuletide. I have a large and equal fondness for all the seasons; I love winter for its magical dreaminess and I have a feeling many of my posts will be reflecting this. Already a lot of the previous ones do, and of course this one too. Enjoy, if you feel the same way. :)<br /></span><ol><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Star of the sea</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Trovommi amor</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Temptasyon</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">San'c fuy belha ni prezada</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">All for the love of one</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The lament</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Musa venit carmine</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kilmeny</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Umlahi</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cittern segue</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Return of the birds</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tam Lin</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Scarborough Fayre</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Come my sweet</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mark hur var skugga</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The world fareth as a fantasye</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Away<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?wnqenkt1aji"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-4311978349667983765?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-16504248648897265572009-12-19T21:38:00.002+01:002009-12-19T22:25:45.167+01:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SylGaIYydtI/AAAAAAAAA58/QWDD-i6NvdQ/s1600-h/a+beautiful+machine+-+solar+winds.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SylGaIYydtI/AAAAAAAAA58/QWDD-i6NvdQ/s320/a+beautiful+machine+-+solar+winds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415937441631729362" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Post-spacegaze<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Australia<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2000<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - Various<br /><b>Size</b> - 70.45 MB<br /><br />An early, and unfortunately still inexplicably unknown post-rock band, whose music is considered to be built up from space rock and shoegaze elements. The latter are a lot more obvious, I think. The space rock aspect can be most clearly noted in the worked-open structures and spaciousness and universal (non-personal) overtones, but then those feautures are applicable to most regular post-rock bands as well. But common sense tells us not to give a crap about genres, so just give it a listen if you like expansive, mind-bending soundscapes that glow with all the colours of a stellar nebula. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">A Beautiful Machine</span> will be happy to show you around.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">All material by this band can be downloaded officially for free from archive.org, </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.archive.org/search.php?query=collection%3Aembryo%20AND%20creator%3A%22A%20Beautiful%20Machine%20%2F%20Embryo%20Recordings%22">here</a><span style="font-style: italic;">.</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Entwine</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Shining</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sometimes</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Glow</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The sound of her wings</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Follow mine</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Breathe in space</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Coming up...</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">...Again<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?0jnko5i4f4m"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1650424864889726557?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-29264819581354517052009-12-19T12:46:00.005+01:002009-12-19T13:18:22.246+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SyzD5Le5T5I/AAAAAAAAA6c/1PBRGjbo8oY/s1600-h/toil+-+obscure+chasms.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SyzD5Le5T5I/AAAAAAAAA6c/1PBRGjbo8oY/s320/toil+-+obscure+chasms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416919838922198930" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United States of America<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2007<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 96 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 28.52 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Toil</span> are an American underground raw black metal project and this is the first and only full-length. Main dude seems quite active in the scene, with many (guest) positions in different bands and projects, among which <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Vrolok</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Funeral Mourning</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Nox Inferi</span>. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Obscure Chasms</span> is marred by a thin sound </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >and low volume, for which the bitrate isn't solely to blame</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >, but this in turn generates a mystic, hazy sound that suits the band's style well. I'm posting this album for the sake of <span style="font-style: italic;">Mistress of the Deep (Part 1) </span><span>which</span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > really hits home</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>with its intricate, obscenely depressing guitar lines. This exercise is repeated in a much more monotonous way and to less effect on <span style="font-style: italic;">Desolate Reflection</span>. The rest really can't flop my mop but I'm sure plenty of you will have a use for this lo-fi, murky and moody black metal album.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Obscure chasms</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Within the damp earth</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mistress of the deep (part 1)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mistress of the deep (part 2)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ashen sky</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dead leaves</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Desolate reflection<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?nmmjqwumnjg"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-2926481958135451705?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-23501231470110895082009-12-18T21:08:00.006+01:002009-12-18T23:09:38.497+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Syv4_FLTxSI/AAAAAAAAA6U/dLcPKPyw5BQ/s1600-h/springtoifel+-+engelstrompeten.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Syv4_FLTxSI/AAAAAAAAA6U/dLcPKPyw5BQ/s320/springtoifel+-+engelstrompeten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416696739448210722" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Genre(s)</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - Oi!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Mainz, Rheinland-Pfalz, Germany<br /></span><b style="font-family: verdana;">Year of release</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 2007</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Bitrate</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 256 kbps</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Size</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 47.27 MB</span><br /><br />Those who have followed this blog for a longer time may know: I have a soft spot for German oi!, only this hasn't really been mirrored in the blog entries recently. Time to set some shit right! <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">SpringtOifel</span> are, let's respectfully call it an "experienced" band; the track <span style="font-style: italic;">Gebortztaachslied</span>, literally a birthday song, tallies "Fünfundzwanzig Jahre Alkohol, Sex und Droogs und Rock 'n Roll!" Basically they were full-grown beer-binging skinheads before most current skins even had to bother shaving their heads yet. They are both a professional and very fun-loving bunch: <span style="font-weight: bold;">Engelsposaunen</span> shows remarkable songwriter- and musicianship and production values for a skinhead record, with upbeat sing-along songs with very <span style="font-style: italic;">witzige</span> lyrics. Definite high point of the album is the hilarious ode to Bud Spencer, apparently the singer's childhood hero, in <span style="font-style: italic;">Als ich ein kleine Junge war</span>. They are an apolitical SHARP (antiracist) band that have earned their stripes and let's hope they keep going at it for years to come.<br /></span><ol><li><span style="font-size:85%;"> Engelstrompeten und Teufelsposaunen</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Alkohol - der dritte Weg</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tanzt!</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ebsch bois</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mr. Hyde</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Der Schwamm</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Himmel und Hölle</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Der Pöbel regiert die Stadt</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Buffalo bill</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Holiday in Guantánamo Bay</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Getaway from Guantánamo Bay</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ave Moguntia</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Der Mond über Mainz</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Als ich ein kleine Junge war</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Der Kater gehört dazu</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Gebortzdaachslied</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Schlaf-apneu<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zazywzjzzon"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-2350123147011089508?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-28903278844582239592009-12-17T12:35:00.004+01:002009-12-17T13:33:53.255+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Syoft6uSKuI/AAAAAAAAA6M/uA_uxOqK3ZA/s1600-h/stormwarrior+-+heading+northe.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Syoft6uSKuI/AAAAAAAAA6M/uA_uxOqK3ZA/s320/stormwarrior+-+heading+northe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416176375584402146" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Power metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Germany<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2008<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 256-320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 79.43 MB<br /><br />Alright, some very strong power metal with mostly Viking-related (yawn) lyrics. Appropriately "standard" stuff, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Heading Northe</span> is still a real pearl owing to the exceptionally powerful execution with an awesome, fat bass sound nice and upfront in the mix, and a very mean-sounding singer that, in contrast to some colleagues, has retained his nutsack. The album has a satisfying heaviness, the pace is mostly kept fast but the slower sections are not without grace and a seafaring, really quite Viking-y atmosphere. The riffs and choruses, the most important elements of any good power metal song, are top notch, especially on the opener and the defiant ("We'll never resign to...") <span style="font-style: italic;">The Holy Cross</span> ("...never bow down to your lord!!"). Bands like <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Sonata Arctica</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Freedom Call</span> should be forced to attend these guys' practise sessions and take notes on how to really make power metal that honours its name. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heading northe</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Metal legacy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The holy cross</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Iron gods</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ragnarök</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The revenge of Asa Lande</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Remember the oathe</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Lion of the northe</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Into the battle</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">And the valkyries ride<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ywyymwnhzia"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-2890327884458223959?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-8130407474787504852009-12-16T22:21:00.010+01:002009-12-17T11:42:40.186+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SylXrgGSAQI/AAAAAAAAA6E/f0m_QnUVELQ/s1600-h/Somos+pueblo+somos+MAS.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SylXrgGSAQI/AAAAAAAAA6E/f0m_QnUVELQ/s320/Somos+pueblo+somos+MAS.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415956431752003842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Folk, world music<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Bolivia<br /><b>Year of release</b> - probably 2006<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 40.96 MB<br /><br />Last week, Evo Morales has won a second term as president of Bolivia with 62 percent of the vote, and his party Moviemento al Socialismo has finally gained a majority in the Congress. As the first indigenous president and a radical champion of the lower classes, that is, the extremely marginalised Indian majority, he is a symbol for la lucha para las derechos indigenas in the whole of South America, and indeed, Middle and North America as well. This album was probably released in celebration of his first electoral victory and is full of odes to him and the MAS, in a very authentic style - too bad about the programmed drums the album opens with - including three tracks (partly) in a fascinating native language. Basically it's a Latin folk template </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >with acoustic guitars and male and female vocals. </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Some songs are better than others, in my opinion, but if there's any appropriate time to post this, it's now (okay, actually last week, but shhh). People of Bolivia, I congratulate you.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Evo presidente</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Compañero Evo</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">A mi amigo Evo</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Con Evo y el MAS</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cueca del MAS</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Todos santo del MAS</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tinku al socialismo</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Vamos MAS</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Siempre Evo</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Gringo asesino</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Llaqtaqpa richáriynin (desperta de un pueblo)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Jiwasataqui (para nosotros)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Jatun tantakuman rispa (hacia el constituyente)<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ldqzuiy20qy"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-813040747478750485?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-18293351375494328082009-12-16T18:39:00.005+01:002009-12-16T20:20:19.296+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SykyzNdgbuI/AAAAAAAAA50/UwIhytgAyEs/s1600-h/the+shanes+-+polka+over+serbja.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SykyzNdgbuI/AAAAAAAAA50/UwIhytgAyEs/s320/the+shanes+-+polka+over+serbja.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415915882257870562" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Polka (but hard)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Germany<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2007<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - various rather high bitrates<br /><b>Size</b> - 75.35 MB<br /><br />Howdy people, I'm sorry for the stall, but your patience has been rewarded; the ol' computer has been resuscitated (probably against its will)! This calls for a celebration. Well, when you think of a party, what immediately springs to your mind? That's right, polka! But we are advanced partygoers with expanded livers, asphalted lungs and hangover-proof brains, so we need some really HARD POLKA to make it worth our while. Here are <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Shanes</span>, they got what we derserve and they want to give it to us. I say we should take it with both ears. It's catchy, melodic, fast and folkish </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >and yes, it's live... in Chosebuz! Which is not in Serbia. Oh well,</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > it makes a person dance. Dancing is fun, healthy, socially integrating, co2 neutral and not tested on animals, so you've got no excuse now.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Note: track 8 is missing, I haven't got it and can't find it now either, but it will be fixed when I do. In any case I suggest you take it anyway.</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The haunted house of polka</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Godfather of polka</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hard to do something no one else did before</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The road to my horizon</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Love will tear us apart</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Long haired country boy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tango demi</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The big punishers polka</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">King of the fairies</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">My time will come</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The ripper</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm so happy and I don't know why</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The summer's almost gone</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bring me the head of Zoltan Narray</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The rake</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Polka heart<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?tfnjnkdmjoq"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1829335137549432808?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-79750485655775514302009-12-10T14:43:00.004+01:002009-12-10T15:04:26.930+01:00<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">You'll have noticed the post rate dropping still further lately, and this last week there hasn't been any activity at all. Please rest assured, I have not run out of music, but my computer has finally collapsed under the strain. It had been taking over half an hour for it to start up for a few months now so nothing unexpected, and it's been slow but faithful to the end so I don't blame it. The harddisk is probably the problem, but then I have two harddisks and the one that is dead is probably not the one I have all my music on so good for you. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I hope to be able to post something again after the weekend when my programmer dad will install some new hardware in hope of reanimation, but it won't be much since I'm still very busy being such a serious, disciplined student.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">But tell me something. What music are you missing on here? I like to keep things as broad as I can, and all the music you can find on here is stuff that I like. What is there that you would like to see posted one day, something weird, something different, something I probably don't know but would like if I did. Recommend me stuff. Anything goes. Thanks in advance.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Hasta la musica siempre!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-7975048565577551430?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-13871362419031799612009-12-02T17:35:00.006+01:002009-12-20T16:57:17.870+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SxajkjHpCDI/AAAAAAAAA5s/7QBnU5UaxUo/s1600-h/paysage+d%27hiver+-+kristall+%26+isa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SxajkjHpCDI/AAAAAAAAA5s/7QBnU5UaxUo/s320/paysage+d%27hiver+-+kristall+%26+isa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410691850630137906" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Ambient black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Switzerland<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2001<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 51.01 MB<br /><br />Winter is coming! Put on your thick coat and headphones blasting some glacial black metal. Secretly I'm hoping for a harsh season this year because there's no more welcome way of coming home than from out of the cold. For those grimmest, bone-chilling nights there is <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Paysage d'Hiver</span>, a Swiss one-man project that manages to capture both the gleaming beauty of freshly fallen snow and the hostility of a february hailstorm, through a unique atmosphere that creeps up on you like cabin fever. If you haven't heard this band, forget what you think of as grimness, because there's nothing like this, seriously nothing at all. Also, Wintherr's shrieks are definitely among the sickest vocals in the genre. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Kristall &amp; Isa</span> may perhaps just fall short of the <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-not-go-skiing.html">self-titled release</a>, but the harshness probably requires some getting used to and then this one is a bit easier to digest.</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > If you succeed you might also be interested in this great <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/06/paysage-dhiver-lunar-aurora-split.html">split</a>.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Isa</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Austritt aus dem Körper</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Äther</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Der Kristall ist Eis</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Wachen - innere Stimmen</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kälte<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?njmzdyjkmkm"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1387136241903179961?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-82905044161904910382009-11-27T11:49:00.004+01:002009-11-27T12:40:14.895+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sw-zW6jcBvI/AAAAAAAAA5k/cD2B8kiYVog/s1600/bj%C3%B6rk+-+post.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sw-zW6jcBvI/AAAAAAAAA5k/cD2B8kiYVog/s320/bj%C3%B6rk+-+post.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408738883751642866" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Electronic/singer-songwriter<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Reykjavik, Iceland<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1995<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192-320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 58.74 MB<br /><br />What's there still to say about <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Björk</span>, the weirdest chick from Iceland? That's she's totally awesome and one of a kind? No, I'm sure that's been said a million times already. I guess <span style="font-weight: bold;">Post</span> is one of her most earthly, grounded albums and a bit more accessible than some others, at least, and <span style="font-style: italic;">It's oh so Quiet</span> is definitely one of her most well-known tracks. Miss Guðmundsdóttir has a voice like an unguided missile, going in all directions and capable of causing massive impact in a landscape built up from a wide array of different electronic sounds and beats that gives each song a whole different mood. An eclectic tour de force and one of the most outrageously expressive, haunting voices in music today.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Army of me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hyper-ballad</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The modern things</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">It's oh so quiet</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Enjoy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">You've been flirting again</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Isobel</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Possibly maybe</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I miss you</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cover me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Headphones<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?y5z2zhzmneq"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8290504416190491038?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-36796291796629981352009-11-24T17:57:00.005+01:002009-12-18T23:14:20.825+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SwwRfwggxhI/AAAAAAAAA5c/lheM_f_boPc/s1600/street+dogs+-+fading+american+dream.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SwwRfwggxhI/AAAAAAAAA5c/lheM_f_boPc/s320/street+dogs+-+fading+american+dream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407716489860007442" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Street punk<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Boston, USA<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2006<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 41.11 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Street Dogs</span> are a punk band formed around Mike McColgan, the original vocalist for the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Dropkick Murphys</span>, who I honestly don't really know very well. They have it all: plenty of melodies, chantable choruses, a blue-collar attitude, and great vocals. Anthemic slower songs like <span style="font-style: italic;">Tobe's Got a Drinking Problem</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Fatty</span> serve to diversify an album on which each of the faster tracks already show different influences. For instance, <span style="font-style: italic;">the Decency Police</span> could have been written by <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Dead Kennedys</span> while <span style="font-style: italic;">Sell Your Lies</span> shows a more modern hardcore edge. All this is topped off with the brilliant <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Billy Bragg</span> cover, <span style="font-style: italic;">There Is Power in a Union</span>. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Fading American Dream </span>circumvents all the things that make most punk a boring affair while keeping things nice and political, and there is no greater praise I can think of. Great stuff.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Common people</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Not without a purpose</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fatty</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Decency police</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">There is power in a union</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tobe's got a drinking problem</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Shards of life</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sell your lies</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rights to your soul</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hard luck kid</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fading American dream</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Final transmission</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Katie bar the door<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?yd0jzwzyxie"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-3679629179662998135?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-74835567026632350012009-11-20T17:35:00.000+01:002009-11-20T16:59:11.990+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SE1Nw3xa78I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Q7Rtj5xf47A/s1600-h/buffy+sainte+marie+-+it%27s+my+way%21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SE1Nw3xa78I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Q7Rtj5xf47A/s320/buffy+sainte+marie+-+it%27s+my+way%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209905845937827778" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Band/artist</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - Buffy Sainte-Marie<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Genre(s)</span> - Folk<br /></span><b style="font-family: verdana;">Origin</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - Canada</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Album</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - It's My Way!</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Year of release</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 1964</span><br /><br />[<span style="font-style: italic;">Re-upload because of deleted file. Gracias a Rosmisur for letting me know</span>]<br /><br />This near-ancient album is Buffy's first and also the only one of hers that I really like. It is a very fine example of no-frills folk with acoustic guitar and vocals and little in the way of further ornamentation, which places emphasis on the lyrics and gives her messages a feeling of urgency. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Buffy Sainte-Marie</span> is of course of Cree heritage, and this is reflected in most of the songs, dealing with all kinds of social problems many indigenous communities face, but also normal day-to-day topics as seen through these people's eyes. I figure some of the tracks on here may be traditional, but I don't know. You may know <span style="font-style: italic;">The Universal Soldier</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Cod'ine</span> from <span style="font-weight: bold;">Donovan</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>as well, and they are some of the best on the album but the first eight songs are just brilliant as a whole and <span style="font-style: italic;">Now that the Buffalo is Gone</span> doubly so.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Now that the buffalo is gone</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The old man's lament</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ananias</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mayoo sto hoon</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cod'ine</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cripple creek</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The universal soldier</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Babe in arms</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">He lived alone in town</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">You're gonna need somebody on your bond</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The incest song</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Eyes of amber</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">It's my way!<br /></span></li></ol><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?yzny55rgm1z"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Load it down</b></span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-7483556702663235001?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-54638456103045172272009-11-19T22:32:00.007+01:002009-11-20T12:49:56.201+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SwXFq7zJmRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/dd6CkyfnuTc/s1600/my+dying+bride+-+34+788%25.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SwXFq7zJmRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/dd6CkyfnuTc/s320/my+dying+bride+-+34+788%25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405944269125556498" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Experimental (doom) metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Yorkshire, United Kingdom<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1998<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 51.31 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">34.788%... Complete</span> perplexed critics and fans, and there was every reason to be perplexed. This wasn't the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">My Dying Bride</span> we were used to! In the end it was too unfamiliar to digest for most doomsters and it is still generally regarded as a dubious aberration in the band's career. This is a pity because it has a lot of charm if you don't have your expectations set on crushing doom alone. It's a very vague album, not unmetal but highly experimental with psychedelic under-, over- and other tones. <span style="font-style: italic;">The Whore, the Cook and the Mother</span> is the best example of this and therefore the most enveloping track on the disk. And I can understand nobody was hoping for a track like <span style="font-style: italic;">Heroin Chic</span> (Not <span style="font-style: italic;">Chick</span> as the mp3 tag and file name say! More or less my mistake), where Aaron seems especially influenced by Michael Gira's reciting-singing style and trip-hop soundscapes. But there are plenty of moments where the "old" <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">My Dying Bride</span> shines through (<span style="font-style: italic;">The Stance</span>..., <span style="font-style: italic;">Der Überlebende</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Under Your Wings</span>...) so I don't get all of the fuss. Recommended to any metalhead feeling adventurous and in for something 34.788%... completely different.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The whore, the cook and the mother</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The stance of Evander Sinoue</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Der Überlebende</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heroin chic</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Apocalypse woman</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Base level erotica</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Under your wings and into your arms<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?hzvrmjynejv"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-5463845610304517227?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-15541568969649613762009-11-18T23:08:00.000+01:002009-11-18T23:09:35.393+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvsjhOehQeI/AAAAAAAAA5M/EPP4DafAXdc/s1600-h/the+chameleons+-+live+shreds.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvsjhOehQeI/AAAAAAAAA5M/EPP4DafAXdc/s320/the+chameleons+-+live+shreds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402951231689802210" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Genre(s)</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - Postpunk<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United Kingdom<br /></span><b style="font-family: verdana;">Year of release</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 1996</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Bitrate</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 224 kbps</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Size</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 66.18 MB<br /><br />After two out of three studio albums released prior to disbanding, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Chameleons</span> recorded this, one out of several live albums, each one only released years after the original breakup. The troupe play highly evocative post-punk with fantastic vocal melodies and dual guitar interplay. Even the drums are less static than they often are in this genre and the eighties in general, but that may be an illusion owing to the live setting, where everything sounds just that little bit more organic and spontaneous. It has its minor flaws but nothing that can't be reasoned away with ease. The only real problem with the album is that it is much too short! Luckily some of the band's most memorable songs such as <span style="font-style: italic;">Men of Steel</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">In Shreds</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Monkeyland</span> have managed to be included. Even their being billed as "The Chameleons UK" (how lame) doesn't spoil this release for me.<br /></span></span><ol><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Paper tiger</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Pleasure &amp; pain</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Men of steel</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Years ago</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">In shreds</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Don't fall</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Second skin</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Up the down escalator</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Monkeyland</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">As high as you can go<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?lq2zixg3ak3"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1554156896964961376?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-68219669889655778872009-11-10T17:50:00.005+01:002009-12-16T21:04:54.958+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvmdHDLoYBI/AAAAAAAAA5E/XAmwC8W8LJk/s1600-h/hannes+wader+-+arbeiterlieder.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvmdHDLoYBI/AAAAAAAAA5E/XAmwC8W8LJk/s320/hannes+wader+-+arbeiterlieder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402521972446355474" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Folk, workers' songs<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Nordrhein-Westphalen, West-Germany<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1977<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 60.30 MB<br /><br />Not a singer of socialist songs by trade, but certainly by passion, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Hannes Wader</span> treats us to a lot of classic international workers' songs, but in a fundamentally different fashion than the bombastic symphonics of <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/10/ernst-busch.html">Ernst Busch</a>. One guitar and his voice are enough for Hannes to render equally powerful music and his voice is certainly much more clear and agile than that of his forebear. I had a couple of fixed favourites on this release (the strong, simple <span style="font-style: italic;">Solidaritätslied</span> and the emotional ballad <span style="font-style: italic;">Die Moorsoldaten</span>), but those are fading into median status as the rest is gradually discovered to be equally beautiful. His audience - it's a live recording, apparently - is as rapt and responsive as I am, over 30 years after the fact. Seriously top-notch, rousing stuff for the discriminating folkie who's not afraid of revolutionary socialism or the German language. Some knowledge of both is of course advised. <span style="font-style: italic;">Vorwärts! Und nie vergessen: die Solidarität!</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dem Morgenrot entgegen</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Auf, auf zur Kampf</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Der kleine Trompeter</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bella ciao<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mamita mia</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Die Thälmann-Kolonne<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">El pueblo unido</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Trotz allesdem</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Das Einheitsfrontlied</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Das Solidaritätslied</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Die Moorsoldaten</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Das Lied vom Knüppelchen<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?miq4ejiva0w"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-6821966988965577887?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-8376921112685257032009-11-07T13:23:00.004+01:002009-11-07T14:18:41.834+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvVtVMVxIpI/AAAAAAAAA40/amQqfHhXCjI/s1600-h/throndt+-+throndt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvVtVMVxIpI/AAAAAAAAA40/amQqfHhXCjI/s320/throndt+-+throndt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401343538957984402" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Nordhessen, Germany<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 46.70 MB<br /><br />Little known but highly decent one-man (at least at the time of this release) black metal band from Germany with, of course, a raw and atmospheric sound. It's mostly very fast-paced and trying to air-drum along to this unit once gave me heart pulpitations for like half an hour, which was unrelaxed. It's a short album and easy to overlook but surprisingly powerful and competent in execution. The many interludes (<span style="font-style: italic;">Zwischenspiele</span>) are a bit annoying and they will fuck up your last.fm charts but the outro (<span style="font-style: italic;">Ausklang</span>) consists of one single, rather beautiful riff that reminds me of a simpler <span style="font-style: italic;">The Wanderer</span> by <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Emperor</span>. I hope more material is forthcoming because <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Throndt</span> is a project that deserves the chance to make a bigger name for itself and I'm anxious to hear how mister Fergen Grimnir might develop this sound into something unique.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heimat</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Das Geschenk der Holl</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zwischenspiel</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Winterruh</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zwischenspiel</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Im Kerker</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zwischenspiel</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hohnlachend, jene Spunkgestalten</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zwischenspiel</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Des Menschen Tag</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ausklang<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?dtniyutcdth"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-837692111268525703?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-9661351428311630042009-11-07T10:00:00.001+01:002009-11-26T00:05:12.053+01:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvWTXTXehgI/AAAAAAAAA48/TWJgfOPjOb0/s1600-h/the+cnk+-+l%27hymne+a+la+joie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvWTXTXehgI/AAAAAAAAA48/TWJgfOPjOb0/s320/the+cnk+-+l%27hymne+a+la+joie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401385356645795330" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Industrial metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - France<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2007<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192-320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 68.29 MB<br /><br />Kicking off with <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Beethoven</span>'s <span style="font-style: italic;">Ode to Joy</span>, after which the album is named, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The CNK</span> keep up the bombast and take it all the way. Evolving from the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Count Nosferatu Kommando</span>, the acronym now stands for <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Cosa Nostra Klub</span>. Musically the band still play slightly fragmented, slightly industrial metal that doesn't really fit either the 'black' or the 'death' prefix. However, on <span style="font-weight: bold;">L'Hymne á la Joie</span>, a fuller sound is presented due to the introduction of classical, choral and other ideas, upping the militaristic, arrogant sound of the music. The whole band (music, lyrics, album art, <a href="http://www.metal-archives.com/images/1/0/6/7/10677_photo.jp">band photography</a>) radiates the sweet putridity of elitist decadence and that's their main novelty. It's not a band or album for every day, but I like the concept and the music is tiring, but certainly interesting. Also, Hreidmarr is a total hottie. :3<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">L'hymne á la joie</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cosa Nostra Klub</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The martialist</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Total eclipse of dead Europe</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Vote for winners</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Die Holzhammermethode</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dinner is ready</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The doomsday</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Inexorable parade<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zjm2myakomw"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-966135142831163004?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-4531989278064183892009-11-05T13:00:00.002+01:002009-11-06T12:02:23.803+01:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvHkSoB3FyI/AAAAAAAAA4s/0zUhR-JeC-4/s1600-h/rubies+-+explode+from+the+center.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvHkSoB3FyI/AAAAAAAAA4s/0zUhR-JeC-4/s320/rubies+-+explode+from+the+center.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400348436827936546" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Indie pop ("disco-folk")<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United States of America<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2008<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 51.41 MB<br /><br />In the beginning I had only a couple of <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Rubies</span>' songs and no idea why this band would call their music disco-folk. They sounded like a regular yet professional folky twee band. But when I got my filthy pirate claws on <span style="font-weight: bold;">Explode from the Center</span>, it became obvious. </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">I feel Electric</span> is the only all-out dancefloor track, but the rest can't fully hide their influences either. </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >It's mostly in the bass, which does, at specific moments, sound rather funky to the point it might indeed belong between the colour-flashing tiles on the floor and the sparkling ball dangling from the ceiling. And when the synths come in (only sporadically) you definitely know where you are. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Rubies</span> kindly provide us with utterly likeable music, overall more relaxing than energising, that doesn't sound out of place anywhere. Not anywhere nice, in any case.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Room without a key</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Too bright</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Signs of love</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I feel electric</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Turquoise</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Stand in a line</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Diamonds on fire</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Silver mornings</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The truth and the lies<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ztzk4tyndad"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-453198927806418389?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-68297713187165029712009-11-04T20:32:00.005+01:002009-11-04T21:34:22.633+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvHdE9Zy0WI/AAAAAAAAA4k/dnGxel8sM1M/s1600-h/korn+-+issues.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SvHdE9Zy0WI/AAAAAAAAA4k/dnGxel8sM1M/s320/korn+-+issues.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400340505465901410" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Nu-metal, alternative rock<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United States of America<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1999<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 66.15 MB<br /><br />It's not gonna give me any kvlt credits but here is an album that I just so happen to like a great deal. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Korn</span> have always been one of the most commercially viable nu-metal bands and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Issues</span> tapped into the teen angst to great (financial) effect, but the videoclips for </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Falling Away from Me</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Make Me Bad</span> </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >got me hooked as a boy and I still can't help enjoying those a lot. The rest ain't exactly filler though. The trudging, elephantine guitars let themselves be felt in the gut like a good glass of whiskey and make the singles seem like a rather light affair. All proper tracks (<span style="font-style: italic;">Somebody Someone</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Beg for Me</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Let's Get this Party Started</span> being the best aside from the aforementioned singles) are very dynamic, partly because of the bass, partly because of the track structures. Opinions about Jonathan Davis differ, of course, but his bellows are commanding and he always manages to make his voice fit the music. I don't like any other album by this band but this one comes recommended.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dead</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Falling away from me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Trash</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">4 u</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Beg for me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Make me bad</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">It's gonna go away</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Wake up</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Am I going crazy?</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hey daddy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Somebody someone</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">No way</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Let's get this party started</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Wish you could be me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dirty<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?nmdmmj3wnyj"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-6829771318716502971?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-90174706987441253992009-11-03T20:11:00.002+01:002009-11-18T23:19:08.597+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Su4XvN1FyvI/AAAAAAAAA4c/I_hHnLfeddw/s1600-h/vnv+nation+-+matter+%2B+form.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Su4XvN1FyvI/AAAAAAAAA4c/I_hHnLfeddw/s320/vnv+nation+-+matter+%2B+form.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399279103197432562" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - EBM, futurepop<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United Kingdom<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 74.88 mb<br /><br />Being a sixth year student bogged down somewhere between your second and third-year subjects forcibly puts you in contact with new people, something I'm usually hesitant about. Hovewever, I did make a new friend who's reviving my interest in dark electronic music. The best group in the whole gothic electro, darkwave, electronic body music, whatever you call it-scene that I was tipped off about by her is definitely <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">VNV Nation</span>. They're one of the most variable projects in their niche, skipping from full-on pumping trancescapes (the <span style="font-style: italic;">Strata</span>-<span style="font-style: italic;">Interceptor</span> combo for instance) to truly sensitive pieces of melancholic futurepop (<span style="font-style: italic;">Arena</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Homeward</span>), as they like to call it, sometimes within a single track. It's not so gothic at all, I guess, but one can hear such stylistic origins back in the great moody vocals and overall feeling. This is easily the most satisfying electronic project I know to date, featuring a human drummer and very visionary songwriting that allows for both hedonistic and more introspective moments.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Intro</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Chrome</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Arena</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Colours of rain</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Strata</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Interceptor</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Enthropy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Endless skies</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Homeward</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Lightwave</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Perpetual<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?nyt5j3mi2tm"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-9017470698744125399?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-85484833039226350142009-11-01T18:39:00.005+01:002009-11-01T19:11:24.245+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Su3OJj6b8xI/AAAAAAAAA4U/lO9TnWtI740/s1600-h/melanie+-+ruby+tuesday.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Su3OJj6b8xI/AAAAAAAAA4U/lO9TnWtI740/s320/melanie+-+ruby+tuesday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399198191941579538" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Folk<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United States of America<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1994 (compilation)<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 64 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 22.50 MB<br /><br />If you wanna be my friend you better like <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Melanie Safka</span>. Agreed, her voice is an acquired taste in the same sense as <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Janis Joplin</span>'s: unpolished and technically not good at all, but very emotional when she wants it to be. I think you'll learn to like it. She composes haunting, intense hippie folk songs, </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"> Leftover Wine</span> and </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >the gospel-like <span style="font-style: italic;">Candles in the Rain</span> being the best originals. As was not that remarkable in those times, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Melanie</span> also relied heavily on reinterpretations of existing songs. I've heard many, many versions of the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Stones</span>' <span style="font-style: italic;">Ruby Tuesday</span> but none has ever given me the chills as the heartwrenching lament that Melanie has crafted out of it. It's stunningly beautiful and powerful. Please don't skip this by.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mr. tambourine man</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Beautiful people</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Carolina on my mind</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Lay lady lay</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kansas</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">My bonnie lies over the ocean</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Someday I'll be a farmer</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nickel song</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Happy birthday</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ruby Tuesday</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">What have the done to my song, ma?</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Somebody loves me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tell me why</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Candles in the rain (Lay down)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Leftover wine<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?i0zmvqzxj2q"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-8548483303922635014?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-52197014261521246892009-10-29T13:01:00.001+01:002009-10-29T13:08:51.538+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SumFB_nPG2I/AAAAAAAAA4M/MTCJwCPAQoU/s1600-h/brume+d%27automne+-+fiers+et+victorieux.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SumFB_nPG2I/AAAAAAAAA4M/MTCJwCPAQoU/s320/brume+d%27automne+-+fiers+et+victorieux.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397991897682615138" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Québec, Canada<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 160 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 58.54 MB<br /><br />Québécois black metal has its own sound as fans of the province's scene will acknowledge, and <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Brume d'Automne</span> are a good example. It is, however, hardly exceptional and there is little about the music I should specifically direct your attention to. Hmm, just the one thing. Those easily overlooked traditional interludes? Very cool. Numéro <span style="font-style: italic;">II</span> especially is so unreal it seems to change the mood of the whole album. It is difficult to keep from doubling back to time every time it rides the airwaves. <span style="font-style: italic;">On se roule, on se roule... une fille abandonnée!</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">La mort d'une patriote</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Le sacrifice des guerriers paysans</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">La forêt est leur tombe</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Traditionelle I</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Notre héritage</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Le combat de nos pères</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Traditionelle II<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Le visage de la haine</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fiers et victorieux</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Quand les morts s'agitent</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Traditionelle III<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?m1j2qyt2jlz"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-5219701426152124689?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-27315191698579814132009-10-21T19:13:00.005+02:002009-10-21T19:54:43.246+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/St9KUovLhfI/AAAAAAAAA4E/XNqB0BMHX24/s1600-h/martyrdod+-+in+extremis.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/St9KUovLhfI/AAAAAAAAA4E/XNqB0BMHX24/s320/martyrdod+-+in+extremis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395112597006288370" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Genre(s)</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - Blackened crustcore<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Sweden<br /></span><b style="font-family: verdana;">Year of release</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 2005</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Bitrate</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 192 kbps</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Size</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 53.43 MB<br /><br />Okay, so <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Martyrdöd</span> are a blackened crust band from Sweden (where else?) and their music is, well, solid as a brick and twice as hard-hitting. No breathing holes. Fucking fast, filthy, pissed-off shit that stops at nothing, never once (okay once) relents the barrage. These guys sound as determined as they sound desperate and I mean REALLY like playing as loud and fast as they can is the only thing still keeping them alive. If that makes you think the music is a bit one-dimensional you may be right, but the raw anger is intoxicating and somehow you can't stop thinking this is what punk was always meant to be like. </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">The sound is filled out a bit by letting the tones flow over into each other and I guess that's the black metal influences right there, else I can't really pinpoint them. Who cares. </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">"The power of crust compels you", and you can take that literally.<br /></span></span><ol><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Din aura av sorg</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">In extremis</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hör varningen!</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kollisionskurs mellan två världar</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Vägen ur</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Antagonisten</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Utanförskapet</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tämjda människor</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ljusbringaren</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Välkommen till dödsriket</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tyst vår</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kollektivt självmord<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?wzhwmjyywny"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-2731519169857981413?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-30920901232974784382009-10-20T16:04:00.000+02:002009-10-20T16:04:00.141+02:00<span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SttGgyl-bxI/AAAAAAAAA38/u9CJnimQwCQ/s1600-h/krux+-+krux.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SttGgyl-bxI/AAAAAAAAA38/u9CJnimQwCQ/s320/krux+-+krux.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393982507857112850" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Traditional doom metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Sweden<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2002<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 50.48 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm eating so in the meantime I might just prepare an entry for your enjoyment and schedule it for somewhere this week. </span><br /><br />A supergroup of sorts, Krux is manned by (ex-)members of such bands as <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Candlemass</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Therion</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Opeth</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Entombed</span>, and other giants of the Swedish metal scene that teamed up to play some colossal doom. Very. Colossal. Doom. Stuff from the old school, the kind that has to be really convincing it it wants to impress me. And that it does. The music strides with confidence, and maybe just a pinch of arrogance (can you blame them? In fact, would you dare?), and it tramples the earth where it goes. All that without losing the <span style="font-style: italic;">catch</span> - check out the refrains in <span style="font-style: italic;">Popocatepetl</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Omfalos</span>. If you hadn't extracted it from the above: this stuff is huge and you deserve it.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Black room</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Krux</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nimis</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sibiria</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Omfalos</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Enigma EZB</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Popocatepetl</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Evel rifaz</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Lunochod</span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?a54nzn2n24t"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-3092090123297478438?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-35276299798067616922009-10-17T11:16:00.007+02:002009-10-18T14:36:43.525+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/StmSYB0S4TI/AAAAAAAAA3s/wOTDhH_Srw8/s1600-h/vibrasphere+-+archipelago.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/StmSYB0S4TI/AAAAAAAAA3s/wOTDhH_Srw8/s320/vibrasphere+-+archipelago.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393502970255171890" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Psytrance, ambient<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Sweden<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2006<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192-256 kbps<b></b><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sorry dear people, my exam week is upcoming so I have had even less time to post than is usual lately, and this will probably be the only entry in the coming week. Don't forget about me in the meantime!</span><br /><br />This is a duo from Sweden that weave very warm, lucid dreamworlds together out of electronic sounds, moving back and forth between ambient and psytrance a bit indecisively. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Archipelago</span> is clearly more on the trance side of the spectrum, but easingly so and never rushing things, earning the label morning trance if you ask me. There are more ambient tracks on here as well such as the beautiful <span style="font-style: italic;">Tierra Azul</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Late Winter Storms</span> which isn't as cold as it sounds, really, while <span style="font-style: italic;">Sweet September</span> is the most memorable trance track my inexperienced ears have ever heard. They're all very engaging atmospheres with a lot of natural grace and melody that make it more than just a pleasant background noise. It was too big to share so I had to snip it in half, make sure you take both!<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tierra azul</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sweet september</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Reservoir</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Landmark</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Seven days to daylight</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Morning breeze</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sudden comfort</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Baltic resonance</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Late winter storms<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Part 1: <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?etyogjnmyli">Load it down</a></b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (50.87 MB)</span><b style="font-family: verdana;"><br />Part 2: <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?azj2knyomjq">Load it down</a></b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (62.11 MB)</span><b style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-3527629979806761692?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-52707145840256643102009-10-14T18:50:00.006+02:002009-11-26T00:22:02.373+01:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/StYMYT52QtI/AAAAAAAAA3E/nh4fgDn-j9o/s1600-h/oi+polloi%21+-+ar+canan.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/StYMYT52QtI/AAAAAAAAA3E/nh4fgDn-j9o/s200/oi+polloi%21+-+ar+canan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392511215622046418" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Punk/oi!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Various parts of the British and non-British Isles<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2006<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 256/320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 56.97 MB<br /><br />The first album in punk history produced entirely in Scottish Gaelic (yes, also <span style="font-style: italic;">SS Politician</span>, which btw has a great little folk number at the end) was released only three years ago by the "green anarchoi!" band <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Oi Polloi!</span> I consider myself a green socialist rather than an anarchist, but it is good to hear sounds that do make the connection between ecological disaster and capitalism. Not only has the blind hunt for profit been largely responsible for the impending climate change, it is holding back effective measures right now. So I hope to see a large anticapitalist block at the Copenhagen summit in december. But on to the music. Well, it's solid punk with slight oi! influences - not quite enough for my taste though - and what more do you need? Best tracks are the opener, the aforementioned <span style="font-style: italic;">SS Politician</span>, and <span style="font-style: italic;">Union Jack</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The blog entry title is right and the RAR and folder title is wrong. My mistake.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ar ceol 's ar canan</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Brosnachadh catha</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ramalair ruisgte</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ceud mile failte</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">La na sabaidh</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Saibjidh sneddon</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Scrudadh 2323</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bas dhan t'siostam</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Union jack tha'll 's cac!</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fear a' batha</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Cait a bheil an armach leir sgrios</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">911</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Madaidhean allaidh</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">SS Politician</span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?tykynngovhg"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-5270714584025664310?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-20394340371938633342009-10-10T13:26:00.000+02:002009-10-10T13:29:54.310+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.imhotep.no/arch/_img/w250/9087894.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 215px;" src="http://www.imhotep.no/arch/_img/w250/9087894.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Stoner rock<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United States of Amerijuana<br /><b>Year of release</b> - Unreleased bootleg<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 88.37 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Monster Magnet</span> are a rock band. You can say that again. They're a drugged up hard rock band with balls as big as their riffs and that's saying something. They exemplify the big fuck-you finger to all and everything that rock music is supposed to be. When I saw them live at Graspop this year they were better than they sound on here, much more droning and jamming and playing monstrous riffs for minutes on end. Man, I loved that shit, it had my mind spinning. This is great as well though, with all the fan favourites it gets the adrenalin flowing like a mountain stream. Rampaging psychedelic goodness guaranteed. Or to speak in the lyrics to Atomic Clock: <span style="font-style: italic;">so </span>w<span style="font-style: italic;">on't you put my dick in plastic?</span> They make it sound like an awfully good idea.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Intro</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Atomic clock</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Snake dance</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Powertrip</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Nod scene</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dopes to infinity</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Crop circle</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zodiac lung</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bummer</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Negasonic teenage warhead</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Space lord</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kick out the jams</span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?jmzznymmkjm"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-2039434037193863334?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-76430051866738227692009-10-09T12:12:00.009+02:002010-03-16T22:08:34.028+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Ss8P00DLvvI/AAAAAAAAA20/4G1-ErVWYWo/s1600-h/the+deirdres+-+dinosaurs+that+can+swim.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Ss8P00DLvvI/AAAAAAAAA20/4G1-ErVWYWo/s200/the+deirdres+-+dinosaurs+that+can+swim.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390544678985383666" border="0" /></a><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 Kingdom</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b></b></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Deirdres</span> are a bunch of hand-knitted puppets from Britain that play endearing, loosely-played noisy twee pop of a sort that jumps at you from unexpected corners. They don't stick to the plans and are all the more refreshing for it. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dinosaurs That Can Swim</span> has a cool diy-cover courtesy of that wonderful little label WeePOP! who always have great ideas like this. The other demo,<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Poor Harmonies and Communal Clapping</span> (which is exactly what it is!), seems untraceable on the webs but features the great <span style="font-style: italic;">Electro Magic</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Sir Michael of Aspel</span>, which rock my world with their deadly hooks and exquisitely poor harmonies. Yes!!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">Dinosaurs That Can Swim</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (2007, 22.39 MB)</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zo52ihx5l0l">Load it down</a></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></b></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Claire, are we safe to be on our own?</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hopeless is the venue</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fun to pretend</span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Poor Harmonies and Communal Clapping</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (200?, 16.40 MB) </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >- <a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?tl20kym2jjn">Load it down</a></span><br /></span><ol><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Electro magic</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Fun to pretend</span></li><li style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Shoop shoop</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Sir Michael of Aspel</span></span><br /></li></ol><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-7643005186673822769?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-60018097933669291202009-10-01T21:44:00.008+02:002009-10-01T22:41:42.168+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SsUK4Qi_egI/AAAAAAAAA2s/SYgOP8lHILs/s1600-h/fluisterwoud+-+langs+galg+en+rad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SsUK4Qi_egI/AAAAAAAAA2s/SYgOP8lHILs/s320/fluisterwoud+-+langs+galg+en+rad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387724490849352194" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - The Netherlands<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2003<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 49.13 MB<br /><br />Some pretty standard black metal from the province of Gelderland, hardly mindblowing but worth the try if you like stuff that sounds like it was recorded in 1993 but the master tape got lost in someone's basement and was only found ten years later. People trying to write grim lyrics in Dutch usually turn out sounding extremely lame; so too these blokes. <span style="font-style: italic;">P</span><span style="font-style: italic;">laeghdraegher? Den Duusteren Wouden</span>?! Kom op gasten, je ziet toch zelf ook wel hoe belachelijk dat eruit ziet. Anyway, tracks like <span style="font-style: italic;">Tergernis</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Hoer van de Zeven Hemelen</span> are very well listenable and this is safe territory for those who think black metal reached its apex with </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >A Blaze in the Northern Sky</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > and should never have developed further. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Fluisterwoud</span>, in any case, have not.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Een sinister schouwspel</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tergernis</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Den duusteren wouden</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hoer van de zeven hemelen</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Plaeghdraegher</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Woudangst</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Knovelaer</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Aardmannen</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Langs galg en rad</span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?m1w4mntmzl4"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-6001809793366929120?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-26142829518066299902009-09-29T17:25:00.006+02:002009-09-30T20:25:55.727+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SsItOGjuFKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/8zn1Q46feig/s1600-h/bronski+beat+-+age+of+consent.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SsItOGjuFKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/8zn1Q46feig/s320/bronski+beat+-+age+of+consent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386917824590386338" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Synthpop<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United Kingdom<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1984<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 55.12 MB<br /><br />Okay, this may make a few people feel really sickly, and hopefully only because of the music, but to hell with it. Every store has this one in the discount bin, </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >just today I picked up a second-hand copy of <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Age of Consent</span> on vinyl for only fifty cents, </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >and that is for a reason. This record is so distinctively eighties it probably became unlistenable to most of its owners the moment the clock struck twelve to introduce the first of January, 1990. It's disco-ish, falsetto-sung synthesiser pop that makes the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Scissor Sisters</span> sound like Fred Phelps guest-singing for <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Anal Cunt</span>. This stuff is really ultra-gay in every way. And that's the most important point about <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Bronski Beat</span>. More than a musical project, singer <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Jimmy Somerville</span> intended this as a social project for gay emancipation, listing a gay legal advice number and pointing out in many countries it was still illegal to be in a homosexual relationship. Most lyrics are about gay issues like discrimination and homophobic violence but also the more everyday and positive aspects, and I was happy to notice many implicit anti-capitalist elements as well. Great music for keeping up spirits while learning boring and difficult texts.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I realise the mp3 files read "Bronsky" with a y but the tags are correct.</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Why?</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ain't necessarily so</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Screaming</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">No more war</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Love and money</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Smalltown boy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heatwave</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Junk</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Need a man blues</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I feel love / Johnny remember</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Smalltown boy (full 12" version)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Why? (full 12" version)<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zhqtnd1mgzn"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-2614282951806629990?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-62468077728968457712009-09-29T10:19:00.003+02:002009-09-29T10:45:51.796+02:00<span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SsHI60zQ_FI/AAAAAAAAA2c/TgRdEtUdNL8/s1600-h/robert+downey+jr+-+the+futurist.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SsHI60zQ_FI/AAAAAAAAA2c/TgRdEtUdNL8/s320/robert+downey+jr+-+the+futurist.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386807542243458130" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Jazzy chamber pop?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - New York City, later California, USA<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2004<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128-320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 54.36 MB<br /><br />Jim Barris, er, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Robert Downey Junior</span> is one of the most fascinating creatures to stalk the Hollywood wastelands and I've been a bit obsessed with the good man since I saw A Scanner Darkly (which you should definitely read AND see if you like surrealist dialogue, drug culture, dystopian sci-fi, unhappy endings and/or mindfucky plots!). So when I read he had an album out I had to hear it. And it's... well, very different than what I'm used to: open, jazzy piano arrangements that lack any regular shape or structure. Not everything can really stir my enthusiasm, but it has some great moments. I really like the triple tandem <span style="font-style: italic;">Kimberly Glide</span>-<span style="font-style: italic;">The Futurist</span>-<span style="font-style: italic;">Little Clownz</span>. And Robert's voice is great and evocative, with an impressive span and a nice raw edge. It's elegant, but I guess it has to suit you.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Man like me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Broken</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kimberly glide</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The futurist</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Little clownz</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">5 - 30</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Your move</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Details</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hannah</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Smile</span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?yuzv5hyymmd"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-6246807772896845771?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-90043152836764702052009-09-24T17:02:00.001+02:002009-09-27T13:17:10.954+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SrknqTuSJJI/AAAAAAAAA2U/gE7HTtFpEqE/s1600-h/graupel+-+auf+alten+wegen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SrknqTuSJJI/AAAAAAAAA2U/gE7HTtFpEqE/s320/graupel+-+auf+alten+wegen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384378437300528274" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Nordrhein-Westphalen, Germany<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 256-320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 64.85 MB<br /><br />Among the bands to spring into the gap that <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2008/12/nagelfar-virus-west_21.html"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Nagelfar</span></a> left behind after disintegration were<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> Graupel</span>, a three-piece of mostly (ex-)members of the aformentioned unit that was around since a long time before they released their first demo. You can expect some really extreme stuff on here; an unscaleable wall of raw guitar noise melting together with the drums that are, of course, rumbling along at a merciless pace. Still, the noise keeps just enough distance from the listener that he or she can gradually learn to discern the riffs and details. There is one song that more than the others deserves your attention, and that's the long <span style="font-style: italic;">Requies Filii</span>. It is the most varied song and the melodies come to the fore a little bit more boldly. Indeed it has a much greater emotional pay-off than the other tracks, and that is no coincidence as the song was written about and dedicated to singer Zingultus' son, who passed away at a very young age. It's a very striking and remarkably honest detail on an album you would not expect such a thing, and I can bring up a lot of respect and sympathy for this gesture. Not that more people should suffer the loss of a child, but it kind of makes me wish black metal lyrics were not generally so impersonal.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heimkehr</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Saat zieht Zeit</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Die Notglocke</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Der alte Weg</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Requies Filii</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Soll und sein</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Von der Gunst de Schelte</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Glück der Söhne</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ein Sterbelied auf Metall</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Blutend Weiß</span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?oyjgdzzhynm"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-9004315283676470205?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-21325500982543750742009-09-22T19:31:00.006+02:002010-03-16T22:08:31.572+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SrkQl8lvHwI/AAAAAAAAA2M/t39keryqUsg/s1600-h/the+pastels+-+up+for+a+bit+with+the+pastels.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SrkQl8lvHwI/AAAAAAAAA2M/t39keryqUsg/s320/the+pastels+-+up+for+a+bit+with+the+pastels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384353073603747586" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Genre(s)</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - Twee pop<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - United Kingdom<br /></span><b style="font-family: verdana;">Year of release</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 1987</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Bitrate</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 256 kbps</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Size</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 58.54 MB<br /><br />From the new Twee I rolled into the old and man, a lot has happened since the previous pop generation of the eighties and earliest nineties. That's not (at all!) to say it all got better from here, just... different - even though more and more new bands hark back to the old sound. The average old twee record was generally more British, more noisy, more emotionally ambiguous and more radically at odds with the world around it. So too <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">the Pastels</span>; they were among the very first. The music's pleasant and woozy, and </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> it gets better every time you hear it. S</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">o if it's late and you still find yourself up for a bit, have some <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">the Pastels</span>!<br /></span></span><ol><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ride</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Up for a bit</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Crawl babies</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Address book</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">I'm alright with you</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hitchin' a (ride)</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Get 'round town</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Automatically yours</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Baby honey</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">If I could tell you</span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?0ohhjyxwiwy"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-2132550098254375074?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-77208572192993873762009-09-21T21:41:00.005+02:002009-11-26T00:32:48.473+01:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Srfl7KvsiJI/AAAAAAAAA2E/jnXe9NjHekE/s1600-h/2+unlimited+-+no+limits.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Srfl7KvsiJI/AAAAAAAAA2E/jnXe9NjHekE/s320/2+unlimited+-+no+limits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384024684204165266" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - House!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Amsterdam, the Netherlands<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1993<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 50.33 MB<br /><br />A Dutch electronic, techno kind of music duo - we used to call it <span style="font-style: italic;">house</span> back in the days - that was widely popular in the early to mid-nineties. <span style="font-style: italic;">No Limits</span> (the song) was the first overhyped mega-hitsingle that I consciously experienced, and I and all my peeps at nursery school lapped it up like puppies. Looking back on it today, <span style="font-weight: bold;">No Limits</span> (the album) is as nostalgic as it is dated, and contains a lot of boring segments and even ones that simply don't work out. But the <s>old-school</s> fucking primordial electronic effects and great melodies bestow the best moments of the band with a perfectly hedonistic sense of danceability that make it worth the while. Just steer clear of the last two horrid ballad-like tracks and you'll be relatively safe.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">No limits</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tribal dance</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Mysterious</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Faces</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Maximum overdrive</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The power age</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Break the chain</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Kiss me bliss me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Throw the groove down</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">R.U.O.K.</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Let the beat control your body</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Invite me to trance</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Where are you now</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Shelter for a rainy day</span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mkwoyw0wttt"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-7720857219299387376?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-79219308197356361152009-09-17T22:00:00.005+02:002009-09-19T23:33:10.251+02:00<span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SrVN9TvITDI/AAAAAAAAA18/Agld5A6oMwE/s1600-h/graveland+-+fire+chariot+of+destruction.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SrVN9TvITDI/AAAAAAAAA18/Agld5A6oMwE/s320/graveland+-+fire+chariot+of+destruction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383294645256604722" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Pagan black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Poland<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2005<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" >54.50 MB<br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br />Notorious for being filthy fascies and team cap'n Rob Darken's <a href="http://ruthlessreviews.com/pics5/bm2/bm9.jpg">fashion sense</a>, it's unfortunate that <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Graveland</span> create such amazing brown metal. It's true to the best currents in the pagan tradition: striding proud and majestic music - no jolly polka rhythms here. With <span style="font-style: italic;">Prayer for my Ancestors</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Dance of Axes and Swords</span> (I do believe the tracks are written and sung in Polish, though) the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Fire Chariot</span> delivers two of its most memorable tracks and they feel like a forest around you, sheltering and all-encompassing, and beautiful. I wish it wasn't; I feel much more comfortable thinking unpleasant people can only make unpleasant music - you have to admit, it does seem logical. Anyway, this slays most if not all other bands of its kind, especially <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Absurd</span>.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">War wolf</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">River of tears</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fire chariot of destruction</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Flaming wrathful hate</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Creator and destroyer</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Prayer for my ancestors</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Dance of axes and swords</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Motherland</span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?hi3fy3njz4y"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-7921930819735636115?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-70557950261170324552009-09-14T20:56:00.003+02:002009-09-14T21:34:51.434+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sq6Zx8wVZUI/AAAAAAAAA1c/my_AJCFWYeU/s1600-h/behemoth+-+zos+kia+cultus.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sq6Zx8wVZUI/AAAAAAAAA1c/my_AJCFWYeU/s320/behemoth+-+zos+kia+cultus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381407688155817282" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Death metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Poland<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2002<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 40.24 MB<br /><br />I just can't get used to how fast time blazes by, quite like this release. Is it really seven years ago since I saw <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Behemoth</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Deströyer 666</span> in Rotterdam's tiniest, most wonderful underground venue, de Baroeg? It was there that I bought <span style="font-weight: bold;">Zos Kia Cultus</span> - it might as well be my own rip - 128 kbps, windows media player, fuck yeah. It's another one of those exception-to-the-rule albums: one in literally a handful (i.e., 5) death metal releases I ever learnt to enjoy. It's ultra-brutal and technical, occult and philosophical, and it will consume your soft warm organs and sap all fluid from your body until you are a dried-out husk of cracked parchment slowly becoming one with the dust. But it has these little (and some less little) melodies that - however a drag it's becoming to call it such - can only be descibed as fucking epic. Drummer Inferno does a massive and not to be envied job underpinning those with mind-warping blasts and fills and Nergal's growl never sounded this murderous (again). <span style="font-style: italic;">Ia, azhi da haka!</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Horns ov Baphomet</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Modern iconoclasts</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Here and beyond (titanic turn ov time)<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">As above so below</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Blackest ov the black</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hekau 718</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The harlot ov the saints</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">No sympathy for fools</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zos kia cultus</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Fornicatus Benefictus</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Typhonian soul zodiack</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Heru ra ha: let there be might</span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ttjm3omjzek"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-7055795026117032455?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-8130164266177007142009-09-09T23:47:00.002+02:002009-09-10T00:00:26.460+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SqfdWuussBI/AAAAAAAAA1M/rrPStiEe6kM/s1600-h/deb+talan+-+a+bird+flies+out.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SqfdWuussBI/AAAAAAAAA1M/rrPStiEe6kM/s320/deb+talan+-+a+bird+flies+out.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379511662488104978" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Folk, singer-songwriter<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Topanga (not Topeka!)<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2003<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 40.74 MB<br /><br />Hey, who is that singin' lady? You may know better than you think if you're acquainted with <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/02/weepies-happiness.html"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">the Weepies</span></a>, America's happiestly married indie-folk couple. But the Weepies wasn't the start of it; <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Deb Talan</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Steve Tannen</span> met through their shared musicianship. 2003, the year both released solo albums, was the start of their romance and collaboration. They feature in small roles on each other's release and share a great track; <span style="font-style: italic;">Rocks and Water</span>. Deb is the real folkie of the two and responsible for their most minimalist subdued folk side and <span style="font-weight: bold;">A Bird Flies Out</span> is a collection of beautiful songs in that very style. <span style="font-style: italic;">Saturn's Light</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Ashes on your Eyes</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Unraveling</span>, they're still growing on me and who knows how big they're gonna get? </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >I used to compare it unfavourably to Steve's album, but that was undeserved and I ought to be spanked. Spanked to Deb's gentle tones. Make it really hurt.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >This release prefers to be downloaded together with </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/09/steve-tannen-stopped-at-green-light.html">Stopped at a Green Light</a> and <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/02/weepies-happiness.html">Happiness</a>.</span><br /></span> <ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Unraveling</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tell your story walking</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">How will he find me?</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Saturn's light</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Comfort</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Big strong girl</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sincerely</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Two points</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rocks and water</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">To the bone</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ashes on your eyes</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">A bird flies out</span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2gtmmtldonh"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-813016426617700714?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-23865161226600471652009-09-09T19:30:00.008+02:002009-09-09T23:56:33.642+02:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sqf_hmaw3SI/AAAAAAAAA1U/XDVCMrblPeE/s1600-h/steve+tannen+-+stopped+at+a+green+light.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Sqf_hmaw3SI/AAAAAAAAA1U/XDVCMrblPeE/s320/steve+tannen+-+stopped+at+a+green+light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379549232630914338" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Folk-rock, singer-songwriter<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Topanga (not Topeka!)</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Year of release</b> - 2003<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 46.85 MB<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Steve</span> is the other <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Weepie</span> and with his electric guitar, he is the one who provides the duo's more melodic, fleshed-out aspect. His album even starts off with a real uplifting rocker. But in the end he's still just a Weepie so you know it can't last forever. And indeed, <span style="font-style: italic;">Sick to the Bone</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Hard Luck Kid</span> are fucking deliciously depressing, with lyrics that seem expressly written for the tragic lives you and I lead. It's great how <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/02/weepies-happiness.html">the Weepies</a> sound like exactly the product (which is a lot more than the sum!) of both halves and having heard their respective solo material you can point out with some accuracy who wrote this or that song, refrain or melody. Fans of the band and of folk(-rock) in general would do well to try out these two albums, they are totally worth it. Warning: spontaneous tendency towards weeping possible.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >This release prefers to be downloaded together with </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/09/deb-talan-bird-flies-out_09.html">A Bird Flies Out</a> and <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/02/weepies-happiness.html">Happiness</a>.</span><br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Stopped at a green light</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">If you don't feel that way</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Allison is crazy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Picture of you</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sick to the bone</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Good times</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Rocks and water</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Late night phone call</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Yours if you want me</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Hard luck kid</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Just a little</span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?l4mnwmzmynj"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-2386516122660047165?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-6037911227342261052009-09-05T01:58:00.005+02:002009-09-05T10:13:55.810+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SqGwpxbItXI/AAAAAAAAA1E/olXkXeuJAbI/s1600-h/god+is+an+astronaut+-+god+is+an+astronaut.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SqGwpxbItXI/AAAAAAAAA1E/olXkXeuJAbI/s320/god+is+an+astronaut+-+god+is+an+astronaut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377773661745362290" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Post-rock<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Glen of the Downs, Ireland<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2008<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 160-320 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 91.01 MB<br /><br />Just saw these scruffy blokes live in hideous Tilburg and it was quite the experience. I bought the <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-is-astronaut-moment-of-stillness.html">previously posted</a> EP, <span style="font-weight: bold;">A Moment of Stillness</span>, and decided that was kind enough a gesture to allow me to make some more of their stuff available. You ought to exploit that opportunity as <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">God is an Astronaut</span> is simply the best the young post-rock genre has to offer. Things only step up from there if you consider that this self-titled (yet third) full-length is made up of the most wonderful material the band's come up with so far. It's music you could share your burdens with but - watch out - it will also shift some its own burdens back onto your own weak shoulders. Soothing, yes, but sadly so. This is for the people like myself, who supplant and eclipse their own darkest hours by a more abstract sense of great and all-encompassing tragedy. You know who you are, I guess, or don't I. You?<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Shadows</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Post mortem</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Echoes</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Snowfall</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">First day of sun</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">No return</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Zodiac</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Remaining light</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Shores of Orion</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Loss<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mxzt4mozzzy"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-603791122734226105?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-18271027465924211262009-09-04T23:58:00.006+02:002009-09-05T02:34:38.861+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SnhkbZg8jiI/AAAAAAAAAzs/D5gmFgcuNO4/s1600-h/botulistum+%26+christfighter.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SnhkbZg8jiI/AAAAAAAAAzs/D5gmFgcuNO4/s320/botulistum+%26+christfighter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366149377880264226" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Genre(s)</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - Black metal?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - The Netherlands<br /></span><b style="font-family: verdana;">Year of release</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 2000</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Bitrate</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 128 kbps</span><br /><b style="font-family: verdana;">Size</b><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - 27.99 MB<br /><br />Totally demented and in(s)ane raw black metal parody, no idea what it's doing here. No entertainment value, no lessons learnt, but great cover art. Enjoy if you can! <span style="font-style: italic;">[they hope you don't]</span><br /><br />Track 1-9: <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Botulistum</span>. Track 10-18: <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Christfighter</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[repost because of instantaneous delinkaging from the blog's (or file hosting site's) side. The words Load It Down were still there but they no longer led you digitally to Mediafire - the only good file sharing site - which was deplorable to the highest degree. Probably the link will disappear again and perpetually like with, what was it, Forteresse or something.] </span><span>No, Valuatir!</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> [A black metal band at least; that got delinked every time I tried to share it.] </span><span>It was Valuatir!</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> [Notice how this pretentious household announcement is much longer in length than the actual post that presented the </span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">album to </span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">you </span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">was! Super awesome]</span><br /></span></span><ol><li>Luchtalarm (Air raid alarm)<br /></li><li>Mieke had een lammetje (Mary had a lil' lamb)<br /></li><li>De ontknaping van Jezus (the deflowering of Jesus)<br /></li><li>Moord en pootslag (Murder and gayman slaughter [?])<br /></li><li>Schedelentroon (Skullthrone)<br /></li><li>Masturbatie op de lijkwade van Jezus Christus (masturbation on the shroud of JC)<br /></li><li>Wederopstanding der veenlijken (resurrection of the bog bodies)<br /></li><li>Horizon van bloedstaken (horizon of bloodstakes)<br /></li><li>Sacriligieuze heiligschennende godslasterende blasfemiën in de naam van de gekloven hoef (VERY blasphemous stuff i.t.n.o. the Cloven Hoof)<br /></li><li>Viva la Christfighter</li><li>Sletten voor mij (Sluts for me)<br /></li><li>Holocaust holiday</li><li>Kotsen in de kerk (Puking in church)<br /></li><li>Disgusting</li><li>M'n ziel voor Satan (My soul for Satan)<br /></li><li>Give me some pussy</li><li>Neuken, neuken, neuken (Fucking, fucking, fucking)<br /></li><li>Heilige nacht, obscure (Holy night...)<br /></li></ol><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?jnawqmxxejn"><span style="font-size:85%;"><b style="font-family: verdana;">Load it down</b></span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-1827102746592421126?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-8298863890568085682009-09-03T22:56:00.002+02:002009-09-03T23:15:38.582+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SpvY1klh1QI/AAAAAAAAA08/QXi9WdvvH1Y/s1600-h/immortal+-+sons+of+northern+darkness.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SpvY1klh1QI/AAAAAAAAA08/QXi9WdvvH1Y/s320/immortal+-+sons+of+northern+darkness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376128995062568194" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Norway<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2002<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 192 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 53.57 MB<br /><br />Though never quite at the vanguard of the scene, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Immortal</span> was always a band that quietly worked very hard on building a respectable discography and eventually they received the esteem that was due. This </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >has long been their latest album but at the end of this month it'll be, hopefully, superseded.</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Like the previously upped <a href="http://for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com/2009/05/immortal-battles-in-north.html"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Battles in the North</span></a>, it is again cold and frostbitten and all that, but a lot more mature and measured. </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >The same can not be said for the band photos, but that's another story. The guitar tone is clearer and blunter but no less cold, and the tracks are more structured. They are also remarkably varied: from the raging opener <span style="font-style: italic;">One by One</span> to the glacially plodding <span style="font-style: italic;">Tyrants</span>, and from the catchy refrain of the title track to the cinematic, nautical atmospheres <span style="font-style: italic;">Beyond the North Waves</span> rings out the album with, they form their own entities. It's a clear sign of a band that manages not to strand on endless repetition and continually develops their sound. Makes me very curious as to the upcoming album, <span style="font-weight: bold;">All Shall Fall</span>.<br /></span><ol style="font-family:verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">One by one</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Sons of northern darkness</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Tyrants</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Demonium</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Within the dark mind</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">In my kingdom cold</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Antarctica</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Beyond the north waves<br /></span></li></ol><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mn5uhynmnmm"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-829886389056808568?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-54553180963321738722009-08-28T19:01:00.005+02:002009-08-28T21:25:39.289+02:00<span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Spgc4P2tMII/AAAAAAAAA00/8WTJ9SjneCM/s1600-h/phil+ochs+-+all+the+news+that%27s+fit+to+sing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/Spgc4P2tMII/AAAAAAAAA00/8WTJ9SjneCM/s320/phil+ochs+-+all+the+news+that%27s+fit+to+sing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375077907920924802" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Folk<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - El Paso, Texas<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 1964<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 160 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 48.61 MB<br /><br />Yo Phil! If you were still alive I'd totally hang out with you, ya know. You'd play some of your songs and I'd sing along, and we'd get ourself all worked up over the same issues, and laugh bitterly when people say we're just idealistic 'cause they have no idea. We could share a bottle of booze and a joint, and tap into the same upward spiral of black-humoured philosophy that leaves us dizzy and past our energy peak. Then we'd split paths, and go to our beds groggily, and meet up the next day to do it all over again. But you're dead, Phil, and have been since long before I first heard your music. All that'll ever rest me is to spin your records. So that's what I'm gonna do. I love you, man.<br /></span><ol style="font-family: verdana;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;">One more parade</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The Thresher</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Talking Vietnam blues</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Lou Marsh</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Power and the glory</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Celia</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">The bells</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Automation song</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Ballad of William Worthy</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Knock on the door</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Talking Cuban crisis</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bound for glory</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Too many martyrs</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">What's that I hear?</span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">Bullets of Mexico<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mj0qtmu4xtr"><b>Load it down</b></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6740558675269934036-5455318096332173872?l=for-the-greater-good.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charles D. Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13095477667900928318noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740558675269934036.post-14813906689676778842009-08-27T19:11:00.009+02:002009-08-28T17:56:07.020+02:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SpbLlffZWqI/AAAAAAAAA0s/DbuCgwwp-Ok/s1600-h/forefather+-+ours+is+the+kingdom.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BlmugiSt4os/SpbLlffZWqI/AAAAAAAAA0s/DbuCgwwp-Ok/s320/forefather+-+ours+is+the+kingdom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374707050282048162" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b>Genre(s)</b> - Melodic black metal<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Origin</span> - Surrey, United Kingdom<br /><b>Year of release</b> - 2004<br /><b>Bitrate</b> - 128 kbps<br /><b>Size</b> - 55.22 MB<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >Two near-identical brothers playing what they want us to call Anglo-Saxon Metal, but what is actual fairly straightforward melodic blackened pagan metal with a penchant towards performing fellatio on Sir Oswald Mosley. Despite the weak harsh vocals, the drum computer and a feeling of immaturity in comparison with the newer full-length <span style="font-weight: bold;">Steadfast</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ours is the Kingdom</span> is an entertaining listen. The riffs</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >, </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >just like the clean-sung choruses,</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" >are rather lively but also epic, and they will get stuck in your brain like someone's old chewing gum.</span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" > Some of the later tracks on the album such as <span style="font-style: italic;">Keep Marching On</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">To the Mountains They Fled</span> exhibit some wistful pride, which I can always appreciate, and the pleasing interlude <span style="font-style: italic;">The Sea-Kings</span> even reminds me of lat