Words. Your promises are just words. And your words are empty.

First of all, I want to apologise to the British ultra-slow doom metal band Esoteric for using one of their best lyrical lines as a title line. The song that this quote is from is the opener on their first album, Epistemological Despondency. The song is more simply titled Bereft, and is basically themed around the collective failure of the Human species to live up to its own promises.

Random pieces of music that I like (piecemeal style)

My last few posts have felt very “heavy” in nature whilst writing them. That is to be expected, of course. They were, after all, about rather heavy subjects, and used rather heavy terms for communication. Even the post about something I use to distract myself or as a coping mechanism for the serious shit, had to touch on a couple of serious matters.

A guide to Black Sabbath, for dummies

If you are seeking to understand the musical form that I have made reference to here on several occasions called doom metal, then you need to understand the musicians who invented it. And that means you need to understand the band called Black Sabbath. Although Black Sabbath had been kicking around the musical scene of industrial England (specifically, Birmingham) for several years, it was not until the band’s creative element reflected on why people go to see films specifically designed to scare them that they hit upon the idea that would distinguish them from the pack. A song called Black Sabbath was written, and the band found it such a great change in direction that they kept the name for themselves and resolved to write all of their future music in such a style.