a passionate expression of grief or sorrow.

Doom-Folk.

Genres are ridiculous sometimes. I can't really be bothered to specify what type of music this is. All I can say is that the combination of her beautiful voice and the lamentation it brings is something I can't compare to anything.

The dark themes, the cold melancholy that emanates from every track, the depressing acceptance of sorrow. All resonates with me personally. Beauty. The only word that really comes to mind when listening to this. Not the happiness and joy that is the most common concept of that word. The beauty of accepting the sadness within us and enjoying the darker shades we see around us. The beauty that you can only experience at 5am while chainsmoking in a misty sunrise.

Beauty.

Favourite tracks: We Hit A Wall, House of Metal, Destruction Makes the World Burn Brighter

The Heat Death of Everything

Altar of Plagues - Teethed Glory and Injury

Deranged sounds from between the cold rotten teeth.

Caught my attention with the first track reminding me heavily of my beloved Necro Deathmort. Was not prepared for the not-so-slow descent to madness that the whole thing provided. By the time the second track God Alone gets halfway in I started to realize this has more going for it. Absurdly grim vocalwork and the harshness of the sound are a good omen of things to come.

All the way through it is a really varied album, with some proper cold black metaly tones which nicely transition into some harsh noise-doom style sounds, all embedded with shiver-inducing vocals. I usually strongly prefer instrumental, but for this I feel it adds a lot to the overall experience.

Damaged Wig

Album of the day: Igorrr - Hallelujah

Finding gems like this always cheers me up. I believe I have glanced my ear over this album before as well, but this time I stumbled on it while looking for some dark jazz and well it caught my attention with the Venetian Snares-esque glitched rapid-fire drums and the jarring baroque style sound samples. Add in a dash of noise and death-screams, you got yourself an album worth listening to.

the burden of hope

i wonder if people expect me to still write something here... i hope not. i really dont feel like sharing anything. but i am indeed still alive and kicking and accepting. maybe i'll say something more soon. shemhamforash, -M

שָּׂטָן

i missed you

i finally have all of my music again

beyond fucking hype

http://arctangent.co.uk/line-up/

Exodus.

     Not much to say, to be honest... I wanted to wait a while with writing about the life over here, so I have more to say. Well, still got almost nothing to say.

     Work is surprisingly nice, serving food to old people. Not something I would have seen myself doing but well, money is better than back home and I actually find myself enjoying what I do at work, to my amazement. Usually 2 shifts a day, 4 hours each. Serving part is easy and goes quickly, but the cleaning afterwards is relatively annoying. Getting paid about the same in 2 weeks than in a month at my old job makes things a lot easier though.

     Living quarters are basically minimum. Thankfully brought a ps3 over and bought a small TV, otherwise it would be so damn boring. Dark Souls II is pretty damn fucking good and makes the spare time go by pretty fast. Need a car ASAP though, would be a lot more to do if we could get to the towns that are close-by without ridiculous amounts of hassle. Also internet is fucking shit, but hopefully I can get an unlimited 3g internet contract soon. I miss having an actual PC. Videogames are shit on a console...

     England itself is enjoyable so far. Full english breakfast, fish & chips and doritos among other enjoyable things. Oh yeah, and I found some tasty as fuck beer to my absolute amazement... and it's called Doom Bar obviously. Weather has been surprisingly dry so far as well. Also 16C while Estonia got snow again, yeah. I can actually imagine myself staying here longer, since I have fucking nothing waiting for me back in Estonia, (no offense to anybody, do let me know if you miss me, right now doesn't seem like it). Not planning anything yet, will just proceed along the flow of things, if you will.

     I'll take some pictures at some point probably, sorry you who are waiting for them, I know I promised.

     I dont't know, I really don't have much more to say, general mood and look on things has been rather positive so far, change has definitely helped. Just ask me if you want to know anything, I might be bothered to reply.

-M

Of all I knew, her held too few.
And would you stop me, if I try to stop you.

Old songs stay 'til the end.
Sad songs remind me of friends.
And the way it is, I could leave it all
And I ask myself, would you care at all.

When I drive alone at night, I see the streetlights as fairgrounds
And I tried a hundred times to see the road signs as Day-Glo.

Old songs, stay till the end.
Sad songs, remind me of friends.
And the way it is, I could leave it all
And I ask myself, would you care at all.

How you feelin?

As good as ever.

im getting too hungry to stay in bed any longer but i think 3 hours after you wake up is plenty

I am leaving the country in a week and so far i dont have a passport, only like 4 people know im going and i need to move all my shit out of this apartment in 3 days. No i didnt just find out im leaving, i've known that for about 2 weeks i think. Why is it so hard to pick up the phone and tell people something? why is it so hard to take a short bus ride and go get my fucking passport done? not much else to say... well, i hope everybody is doing alright...

A.M.

I Can't Remember Anything
Can't Tell If this Is True or Dream
Deep down Inside I Feel to Scream
this Terrible Silence Stops Me
Now That the War Is Through with Me
I'm Waking up I Can Not See
That There's Not Much Left of Me
Nothing Is Real but Pain Now

Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God,wake Me

Back in the Womb its Much Too Real
in Pumps Life That I must Feel
but Can't Look Forward to Reveal
Look to the Time When I'll Live
Fed Through the Tube That Sticks in Me
Just like a Wartime Novelty
Tied to Machines That Make Me Be
Cut this Life off from Me

Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God,wake Me

Now the World Is Gone I'm Just One
Oh God,help Me Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God Help Me

Ain't no rest for the wicked.

http://open.spotify.com/track/0aBBIonGDbOcEyntUARrUV

Holidays over back to not working at work. I'll try sharing some nicer stuff with you all this year. Let's try staying optimistic about this new year, shall we.