Morbidly Depressed

Another day of this? I can't seem to shake it. The problem is that it is ruining my ability to come up with suitable streams of bilous invective for my current project. All my thoughts are muddled and come out introspective, which ruins my favoured perspective as simple observer. Bullshit is what. I've been gobbling a gramme of GABA at night to help offset, but it is only really dulling the shine off it. The most frustrating part is the fact that the depression is keeping me from becoming angry and it is quite sobering. Much like Ren Höek, I love being angry.

And, pulling these two subject matters together, I'd like to put down a few words about Slow Horse's second album. I've had it for a while and never really given it a proper listen. Then, as if by some sort of unseen hand's influence, I have become obsessed with it for the last five days. I've listened to it perhaps fifteen times in that span. I have to say that it is one of the best of the genre, whether you call it "doom", "stoner rock" or just "metal". Nice and slow, but still riff-based. Crushingly heavy because of the combined effect of musical atmosphere and lyrical content. Not heavy like funeral doom or drone or sludge, but a good solid Black Sabbath or Sleep kind of heavy -- at times it reminds me a lot of Buffalo's Volcanic Rock too. The lyrical content is suitably depressed, but in an angry and bitter style -- not at all weepy like My Dying Bride or shit like that. I'll probably be listening to it today as well. I've been looking for the first Slow Horse album and can only find ridiculously-priced used copies of it. If anyone out there would care to toss me a link, I would be eternally grateful.

It is bright and sunny today here in wonderful Huntington, WV USA. I'm going to carry my camera to work.

Be seeing you.

Sutcliffe Jügend - Pigdaddy

It arrived yesterday. I've listened to it twice and put it on my iPod for today. Sounds like business as usual to me and I think that I prefer The Fall Of Nature. Some good news is that it looks like the entire We Spit On Their Graves is going to be re-mastered for inclusion in the box set. I'm eagerly awaiting that. Thus, the mighty SJ trudge ever on... I'll update once I've listened to Pigdaddy a few more times.

In my opinion, Pigdaddy is not as good as The Fall Of Nature. The lyrical content is as mindbending as SJ promised, but the delivery lacks in some places and at times it just feels as if they're going through the motions. I would recommend the excellent This Is The Truth over Pigdaddy. It is not, however, without some very good moments. The tracks "Filth" and "Nonce" are definitely standouts, followed closely by the low-end rumble of "Insult". Worst moment on the album for me was certainly the disjointed "Dirty".

Today was not a total loss: a good friend gifted me with an original Ibanez Tube Screamer in very nice shape. 

Be seeing you.

Another day of sanity marches on...

As I sit here on my bed in front of my computer, I realise some things. I'm going to be late to work. I'm still queasy from drinking too much last night. I have some of the best friends for which one could wish. It's just that I thought life would be better. I'm not complaining so much as I'm just curious. There are still things that I want. Furniture. A house. A nice girl to keep me sane and reasonable. A new pet spider. The list can go on. I feel a hollow loneliness that has increased an order of magnitude now that I'm in my forties. I've buried myself in my hobbies to try and ignore it, but it just isn't working. So, now's the time to write about this? Where just anyone can see it? Cathartic, I suppose.

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I guess I should shower and head to work.

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