Hi! Boy, my life has FUCKING SUCKED as of late, but I think I can find pockets of time to spend on this rinky-dink website. It's October, after all.
I recently bought a few compact discs (a "CD" is an optical data storage format), and I realized something. I'm done! Sorry, bands. I am finally done purchasing ringlets of music when half of the time - I'm not even kidding - the discs skip. Brand new goddamn discs! I have Alexa in my room, so with our Amazon Music Unlimited subscription, I can jam to almost any record. No, this isn't a sponsored post. I wish.
Between the bitch (Alexa), YouTube and Spotify, I'm alright in the metal department. Look, I held out as long as I could. Friends renounced ceedeez years ago, so I've been the old man out. Not anymore! I was moved to write on the topic after "spinning" I Loved You at Your Darkest, the latest Behemoth opus. Man, it's a motherfucker. I didn't go head over hooves for The Satanist, but this sick puppy does the trick. It marks a seamless progression (and in some cases, amelioration) for the band, striking (dis)harmony between gruff death metal and forward-reaching black metal.
See you when I see you.
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