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There aren’t going to be many bills that can compete with just how metal Behemoth’s current touring party is and therefore, it is nice to see them playing a venue the size of Glasgow’s O2 ABC. The beer might be overpriced and it’s not actually sold out, but it show’s that extreme metal doesn’t have to exist solely in the underground.
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As we approach the end of the year, (you can expect my end of year lists to start appearing over the next few weeks) I have a tradition of making a list of albums I have somehow missed, so I can go back and check them out. While looking for some that might grab my attention, I stumbled on the fact that apparently everyone’s least favourite twats, Nickelback, released a new album. Now, I was kind of surprised I’d missed this. As much as I despise their bland, soulless radio rock, I was of the opinion that Nickelback were still a rather big deal and therefore, I would have heard when they were releasing a new album. All of this led, out of some masochistic need to hurt myself, to me sitting down and listening to it this morning.
Last Sunday Ring of Honor held Final Battle at Terminal 5. New York. It is ROH’s biggest show of the year and I guess their equivalent of Wrestlemania or Bound For Glory. Now, I used to watch a lot of ROH, but I have to be honest and admit that in recent months I have become lax in doing so. I keep up to date with what is going on, but very rarely catch the television product, it’s a similar relationship that I have with TNA to be honest. However, with this being ROH’s big show, I decided to return and because I am like that, to also give you all my opinion on where ROH stand at the end of 2014.
So yesterday the Daily Mail once again ran an idiotic article about the suicide of a young teenage boy, I’m not even going to bother linking to it, because they don’t deserve the one click that would get them. That story is obviously tragic and I don’t want to belittle that. However, the Daily Mail chose to focus on the fact the young man was listening to Slipknot and was a ‘hardcore rock’ fan. Now quite frankly, I am fed up of this kind of shit. I think we all are. However, I have written about these problems before, more times than I count. So, rather than focusing on calling the Daily Mail cunts, which they are, I have decided instead to write about 5 ways that heavy metal is awesome. Because in shit times, we should focus on the positives.
Last week CM Punk finally opened up about his final months in the WWE and unsurprisingly he chose to do so on the podcast of his good friend, Colt Cabana. In a near two hour long interview, he painted a kind of terrifying picture of a company that not only sounds like the creative equivalent of a dry well, but also sounds like a rather horrible place to work. It all came together to suggest that WWE may have more problems than the average fan believed.
The film industry is not against destroying childhood loves. This years Postman Pat Movie, saw Pat replaced by an army of Terminators and the Transformers series is so far removed from its toy based past, that it may as well be a different concept entirely. Therefore, it is no surprise that a few people were a bit worried about Paddington. Paddington Bear has played a part in nearly every British child’s life at some point and the idea of a soulless Hollywood take on the marmalade loving fellow is heartbreaking. Thankfully, this is far from that.
It has become Hollywood’s signature move to split the final film of a franchise into two parts. It has become as predictable as a Hulk Hogan hulk up and frankly, it has begun to wear a bit thin. However, it is still no surprise that The Hunger Games part 3, better known as The Hunger Games: Mockingjay Part 1, is actually the first half of the final book in The Hunger Games series. Unfortunately, it is also widely considered the weakest book in the trilogy, making the decision to split it into two seem even more baffling.
So Metallica will once again make their way over to our shores in the summer of 2015. This time they will grace Reading with their presence and as usual there is a lot of people very happy about it, but a more vocal group of people pissed off. Why? Because of the feeling that Metallica have over saturated the UK with festival headline slots. In the last four years they have played Download, Sonisphere and Glastonbury, all with only one new song and the pile of steaming shite that was Lulu. People are apparently fed up of Metallica and want someone new to take the spot.
In an attempt to change things up I am going to begin to deliberately vary the length of my articles, this is going to be an example of a shorter piece and there shall be longer ones down the road. I assume no one shall have any complaints about this.
Some ideas are just so incredibly insane that you couldn’t make them up. Primus covering the soundtrack of 1971’s Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory, is one of them. You would have had to have taken a lot of drugs to stumble on that idea before it came about and yet here it is, Les Claypool and gangs interpretation of classic movie fare like “Candy Man” and yes all those oompa loompa bits too.
To say vampires have been popular in recent years is a bit of an understatement. The success of franchises like Twilight, have seen our pointy toothed friends reappear on the big screen with a vengeance, although many would argue they lack the bite of old. Of course, cinema has always faced these trends, whether it be zombies, werewolves or vampires, it always feels like one mythical beastie is on the top of the pile. However, vampires seem to have been a bit under served in their current ascent of the mountain. While I don’t harbour the dislike for Twilight that many others have, there is no denying Edward Cullen was hardly scary. They have also yet to be spoofed in a successful way. While zombies have been parodied so well that the RomZomCom is a recognised genre, vampires have seen themselves taken the mick out of in incredibly unimaginative ways, that were more likely to induce groans than laughter. That is until What We Do in the Shadows came along.
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