I’ve only had one and a half listens, but the album is clearly different than all their previous releases. I probably need to digest these initial impressions for a bit before I pass judgement but I definitely feel confused right now.
One of the reasons I like Whitechapel so much is because they are the most innovative deathcore band. They use really interesting 3 guitar harmonies in a melodic way which cannot be found in bands like carnifex. The crushing vocals and drums are a staple of the genre, but the song structures and especially the guitar melodies, for me, is the most creative and interesting part of Whitehcapel’s music.
What’s different about this album? This album sounds much more like a death metal album than a deathcore album. It also sounds a little more… mainstream, dare I say. Maybe it’s the production value, but I hear some borrowing going on, not that that is a bad thing… Whitechapel death metal… is this a bad thing?
I need to keep listening
ARSIS - We Are Nightmare
When you make devil horns with your hands, where are your thumbs? Are they sticking out the side or wrapped over your middle and ring finger?
The reason I ask is because it REALLY bothers me when people rock the horns with their thumbs out. The devil, to my knowledge, does not have a thumb sticking out the side of one cheek. Your hands are supposed to be simulating horns not antlers.
The other reason why I get so pissed when I see the thumb hanging out there is because THAT gesture is actually ‘I love you’ in sign language. Last time I checked, metal music and satan are not celebrating LOVE. When you’re at a Lamb of God concert and Randy Blythe says “I wanna see your fuckin devil horns in the air, right now!”, he is not asking you to tell him you love him in sign language. Metal is about darkness, hate, evil, rage and everything that is wrong with the world. Now, if you are intentionally saying ‘I love you’, that’s fine I guess, not very metal. But if you are trying to throw up some devil horns DO IT RIGHT!
I think slow Fridays are much worse than Mondays. Hungover, nothing to do except read about cross docking operation alternatives… ugh, fuck…
Monday, at least I know I have a week in front of me. It’s way more tortuous knowing the weekend is in front of me but I’m not there yet. Time has deliberately slowed down and I am forced to find creative ways to combat my boredom:
1. count to however far I can in every single language I’m familiar with (I got to 5 in cambodian haha)
2. post on tumblr
3. Try to tie my mouse chord into one large knot
4. Make up alternative names for all my colleagues (barbie, chicken face, rotunda, squinty, taco…)
5. contemplate all possible alternative realities that could have been had I woke up 3 minutes earlier (nuclear holocaust, alien invasion, etc)
6. stare at a dying plant for 10 minutes, wonder why no one waters it, consider watering it myself for another 15 minutes, and then realize I could have saved it’s life had I not wasted time considering whether or not to water it
7. try to determine if my spiral notepad has an even or odd number of pages without counting each page individually
8. rest my eyes, end up falling deep asleep, phone rings waking me up (I must add that for some reason, my phone rings louder than any other phone in the office)
9. keep thinking I should not have had so much to drink last night, BUT it was so much fun meeting lingerie models at that brand new night club
10. try to makes words with my fingers (like ‘blood’ and ‘boob’ and ‘architect’)
11. day dream about what it would be like as a roman legion fighting off gaul invaders
12. read every comment of an ESPN article about the Heat Celtics latest playoff game (people are so fucking stupid. the internet gives all us idiots a voice and the stupidity just comes pouring out for everyone to see - shameless)
Great, this post took me about 20 minutes to lazily type out. another hour and a half and I can run out this building like a senior in high school leaving their last high school class *que saved by the bell theme song, jumping ecstatically, clicking heels together, throwing papers and books all over the place like confetti*
China! Why do you block all of the best ‘im bored out of my mind’ websites???
the audience - a bunch of white teenagers hahaha No, but seriously, FUCK THE POLICE
Usually, I’m pretty respectful regarding police. I know some personally and they are good friends. But having that type of authority over people can go to ones head, and does so in the instance of Animals as Leaders rhythm guitarist’s arrest in Boston. Obviously, the witness is biased but I can completely see things going down this way (I fucking hate massholes) Check it out:
Upon leaving The Tam in Boston, Massachusetts, on Saturday, May 27th, 2012, around 1:30 am, DUSTIN BLANK1 was playing “air-guitar” to a song, which was playing in the bar, as we all ‹‹exited onto the sidewalk. There was another civilian (white male, unrelated to our party) to our right, off the sidewalk, whom police were talking to.
After walking past the civilian whom police were talking to, Officer BLANK forcefully shoved BLANK1, from behind, and informed him that he was interfering with a police investigation. Confused and startled, BLANK1 turned around and asked what Officer BLANK was talking about. Officer BLANK then grabbed BLANK1 by the throat and slammed him against a wall, then turned him around to handcuff and arrest him.
Meanwhile, JAVIER REYES pulled out his cell phone and informed the officers that he was recording the arrest. Immediately, Officer BLANK turned around from arresting BLANK1 and hit Reyes’s cell phone from his hands (both hands were holding the cell phone) onto the ground, breaking the cell phone. Next, Officer BLANK grabs Reyes and shoved him face first into a wall and handcuffs him. Neither BLANK1 nor Reyes, in any way, resisted arrest.
Friend, TOSIN ABASI, concerned about how quickly things had escalated, asked an officer what was going on and why BLANK1 and Reyes were being arrested. Officer BLANK then shoves Abasi into the side of the police cruiser and asks him if he is trying to assault an officer. Officer BLANK asks this question while both of Abasi’s hands are in his pockets. Abasi denied attempting to assault an officer, pointed out that his hands were in his pockets, and admitted that he was only asking a question.
Worried about my friends and feeling shocked about what I had just witnessed, I, JESSICA BLANK2, announced that I did not feel safe. An officer replied to me by saying “Then call the police.” Surprised by this disrespectful sarcasm, I responded, “You are the police.” Another response came, “Then call 911.” Again, I responded, “You are 911.” Officer BLANK chimed in saying that I had quite the mouth on me for a lady and to “get out of here.”
To avoid further mistreatment, we all (Jessica Harvey, Tosin Abasi, MICHAEL BLANK3, JESSIKA BLANK4, THOMAS BLANK5, and LAUREN BLANK6) moved to the corner of the block. Distressed from all of the chaos, abuse, and false accusations made by the Boston Police Department, BLANK6 dropped to the ground and had an epileptic seizure. A by-stander, who informed us he is certified in First Aid, offers to help. He placed both of his hands under her head, not restricting any movement, to cushion her head from the cement section of the sidewalk. Officer BLANK7 pushed the by-stander away and informed him that if he continued to help, he could be sued if BLANK6 got hurt. The by-stander understood and again stated that he was certified in First Aid and just wanted to help BLANK6. Cooley was very aggressive in his approach to this outside medical help.
Upset and frustrated, Abasi began speaking to BLANK7 about his concerns for BLANK6’s health and safety, which was in danger due to the actions we all witnessed, while using some swearing language. Officer BLANK7 continuously criticized Abasi from his choice of language instead of listening to Abasi’s concerns about his friends.
BLANK6 had a seizure because of this highly stressful situation. She was approached by EMS and had to continuously deny care before the paramedic would leave her alone.
Reyes had the right to videotape the public arrest of BLANK1 as we were in a public location, on the sidewalk, after exiting The Tam. Officer BLANK violated Reyes’s rights by forcing the videotaping to end by his physical actions. Reyes phone screen is completely shattered; Officer BLANK unlawfully destroyed Reyes’s property in order to stop the recording of BLANK1 arrest.
I feel incredibly disrespected by Officer BLANK (and his fellow officers) by the words he said to me and his actions toward my friends who I witnessed and believe were not interfering with the previous situation.
I was a witness of all accounts mentioned in this complaint and demand the Boston Police Department to review Officer BLANK’s performance, and demand that action be taken against him in order to make things lawfully right. I request that all officers at the scene, who were involved with the arrest and detainment of BLANK1 and Reyes, to be interrogated, but most specifically Officer BLANK. BLANK1 and Reyes were physically assaulted by Officer BLANK, who received no physical contact, resistance, or retaliation from either subject.
It is to my understanding that Reyes is being charged with assault and battery of a police officer while the only assault and battery present was done by Officer BLANK and his partners in this unlawful arrest. Reyes made no physical contact with anyone present at the scene.
Please review my eye-witness report of this event. I am completely unsatisfied at how the Boston Police Department handled this situation. All officers were very unprofessional and disrespectful to my friends and me. Service and protection were not present in any way during our encounter with the Boston Police Department.
Sometimes I wish I could go straight from a traffic jam into a mosh pit and vent all my frustration into that whirling mess of destruction
Best metal vocalist/front man, not a soul lives and breathes more rock and roll, Phil Anselmo
Slipknot conversation part 3 continued
Slipknot conversation part 3: me
Slipknot conversation part 2: my friend
Slipknot conversation part 2 continued