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Dec. 18th, 2007 02:55 pmI have come to a startling conclusion, for someone who has always been extremely picky about what I listen to.
I've developed an addiction to bad metal. With vocalists who cannot stay on a melody, or who sing like gargling Cookie Monster. (Did this stem from Aburadako, somehow? Or did it just begin with the discovery of the musical tragedy that is Farce so many years ago?)
And pants rock.
And Jamaican glam.
And howling. If there's howling in a song, much like cowbell, it jumps to the top of my list instantly.
I wish I was kidding when I say that I've played this song about 25 times today.
AO-AO-AROOOOOO.
I've developed an addiction to bad metal. With vocalists who cannot stay on a melody, or who sing like gargling Cookie Monster. (Did this stem from Aburadako, somehow? Or did it just begin with the discovery of the musical tragedy that is Farce so many years ago?)
And pants rock.
And Jamaican glam.
And howling. If there's howling in a song, much like cowbell, it jumps to the top of my list instantly.
I wish I was kidding when I say that I've played this song about 25 times today.
AO-AO-AROOOOOO.
