Category Archives: News
Randy Blythe posts his first presidential campaign ad
#YESHECAN
In case you missed the big news, Randy Blythe (the singer for Lamb of God) wants to run for president. Like, for real. This is his first campaign ad which he self-produced.
#CHANGEWECANBELIEVEIN
The only thing left to announce is his running mate, and I’m placing my bets on Fred Durst, y’all.
OMG Sikth got themselves a Facebook page!11!
Is it a slow Saturday, or what? No, the news actually is that — Sikth SikTh registered a Facebook page FacEboOk paGe.
The reason it’s news is that the band doesn’t exist anymore. According to the info on the page, they’re only meeting the demand for official merchandise, but they left the opportunity for a reunion open.
And yes, theres un finished business. We will be back! We all feel a collective rage at the lack of uniqueness in Metal and feel we still offer something important. We are also confident that we haven’t reached our ‘St Anger’ stage of losing all perspective yet ;-). But a reunion won’t happen for a while!
Haha, they even dropped St. Anger in there, kudos. Make sure to check out their page, maybe buy some merch, who knows, if they sell enough shirts they might make the reunion a real deal after all.
My ears are broken
It’s the trailer for a new Evanescence video! I don’t know what’s worse, the fact that’s it’s a new Evanescence video, or the fact that it’s a fucking trailer for a two and a half minute clip. Your call.
No he didn’t!
Every Time I Die‘s Keith Buckley has decided to downplay his online social presence. How? By writing War & Piece Pt. 2 on his blog. Seriously dawg, it’s called a paragraph, it wouldn’t kill you to use it every now and then.
I couldn’t read through everything because my eyes started to bleed after a while, but here’s an excerpt:
On January 1st I went dark. I cancelled my Instagram account and while not deleting my Facebook or Twitter entirely, (I’m not crazy, its hard to get verified) I removed the apps from my phone insuring that I wouldn’t be tempted to race to them when inspiration or boredom or apathy struck. I intended to give myself one week. Seven days to wrangle myself from the meretricious carnival that social networking had become, at least amongst those who I volunteered to network with.
I wont name specific names, though I have no doubt that anyone reading this will find the description applicable to a number of acquaintances, and if so, I only hope that you too can muster the strength to put your desire to be happy before your fear of offending and cut them off like the unnecessary appendage that they actually have become.
For most, this is overkill. The majority of those on Twitter or Facebook are probably only giving a cursory glance to a post about someone’s child or a scan of a Polaroid on Flashback Fridays or a tweet to a mutual friend of an inside joke before dismissing them as boring or funny or whatever and then returning to their own lives as it exists in the current moment.
I could now play smart and throw big words around too (could I?), but I don’t have sand in my vagina. Nor a vagina. Instead, a personal observation, the timeline feature makes Facebook kind of look like Myspace, don’t it?
Corey Taylor speaks the truth about Stone Sour
Corey Taylor is a well spoken man. I mean, how else would he be able to sell all those books and make a tour consisting of him spewing his opinions and doing acoustic sets of SpongeBob songs? What, people are extremely gullible? Could be that, but come on, how can you not agree with him when he says that he’s looking forward to:
“…basically becoming a mad scientist in the studio and creating an album that no one wants us to make.”
Quoted for truth. A new Stone Sour album is definitely something no one wants him to make. He then kind of ruins it by saying:
“Picture [Pink Floyd’s] ‘The Wall’ meets [Alice in Chains’] ‘Dirt’ on steroids, and that will give you a taste of what I’m shooting for right now.”
Quoted as evidence of immediate necessary psychiatric help. Yeah, last time I checked Pink Floyd and Alice in Chains were all about sugary radio hits, right? To be fair, the man has done his fair share of experimenting, proof of which can be found after the jump.
