hirez: More graf. Same place as the other one. (Q-309)
[ Antipeel because he was of the opinion that you shouldn't try to analyse why you like a record. ]
[ Note that I am probably talking complete shite here. ]

For the first time in for-fucking-ever I was subjected to a lot of MeTaL through a decent PA at the weekend. Thus, unlike all previous occasions, I could actually hear what was going on, and since I was the far side of a welcome pint of 6X I was really quite pleased with the entire experience and began to wonder what it was about certain tracks over others that I preferred. I still have no particular idea, and I have a set of (entirely subjective) observations and more questions than I started out with.

The first thing I thought was that the massive headrush and idiot grin that is a feature upon hearing some massive filter-swept eurotrance belter kicking an arpeggiator to death (I don't know, something like the Spicelab mix of Thunderdome) is missing from my MeTaL experience. Perhaps that is just me? I don't know.

Obviously it seemed a bit one-dimensional to assume that rush is missing for everyone, although I guess it's a possibility that the rush is just a memory of, er, alleged ceremonial chemicals.

This started me wondering if there were any MeTaL(ish) records that would have a similar effect. There are: 'Whole lot of Rosie' & 'I want everything' spring to mind. Massive guitar riffs that spend most of their time nailed to the beat rather than having it all widdle. And a big handful of phaser. (I think 'Let's go crazy' also fits in to this, but I have no way of checking and have to go by memory.)

So I guess the main question is what the bloody hell am I talking about?

I would also mention that one track came off like Tack>>head having it proper dubstep (not the bloody Skrillex version) and sounded bloody marvellous. Lord alone knows what it was, mind. Not even slightly INDUSTRAIL(tm) thankfully.
hirez: More graf. Same place as the other one. (Riiight)
I don't know where to begin with this.

It transpires that the Romans worshipped Cotswold gods. (Even now, El Bat is warming up his sarcasm cannon...)

I dunno that 'Apollo Cunomaglos' is a particularly Cotswold name, but then Tartaglia's produce the best ice cream in Gloucestershire and dissent will result in a shoeing, so, er, stitch that you Oxfordshire bastard.
hirez: More graf. Same place as the other one. (safety chicken)
Good heavens. You don't say. Cor crikey. Etc.
hirez: More graf. Same place as the other one. (Christmas cat)
Years and years ago, [livejournal.com profile] uk_jon and I came up with the cod-philosophical concept of 'Smoking a cigarette to make the bus come'. As might be obvious, we seemed to be spending rather too much useful drinking time hanging around near windswept Cheltenham bus-stops in the depths of winter, waiting for the sodding bus to turn up. And like as not sail past since it was a small bus[1] and already full.

The concept is pretty simple: spark up a tab and the bus will hove into view. However, if you spark up on purpose then the Bus Gods will know and the damn vehicle will not arrive. Thus you have to cultivate a level of knowing unknowingness in order to perform successful bus-charming.[2] Given the state of the beer and other things we were consuming, it wasn't that hard.

It also works with computers and (apparently) central heating boilers.


[1] There was a point in the mid eighties when the corporation decided that the poor people weren't getting to their shop-assistanting, waitressing and cleaning jobs fast enough, thus preventing the rich people from spending money and giving a bad impression of Cheltenham. Since they all lived on twisty little estates that proper buses couldn't get around, the corporation bought a set of jumped-up minibuses and used those instead. They seemed to be called 'hoppas' or 'shoppas' or something equally crap.

[2] Mentioning 'the game' is likely not a good idea.
hirez: More graf. Same place as the other one. (Q-309)
CE shirt or ELR ditto? Both?

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