These Gravely Digs of Mine

So I guess metal died and nobody bothered telling me?

Oh god. So sick. And I have to work at the bottle shop in the morning. I hope people like their beer covered in phlegm.

Saw The Hobbit last night. Would give it a B-. Considering the immense emotional weight that The Hobbit carries rooted deep within my soul it would have been very difficult for it to score highly, and certainly not with the additions, modifications and motley patchwork required to stretch the story across three 3-hour films. The movie is not the book, of course, and comparing the two directly, while satisfying on a nerd-OCD level, is otherwise fairly futile. But every little difference twanged upon the aforementioned emotional roots like an out-of-tune banjo player at a Bach concert, not to speak of the extremely big differences which felt more like a serrated blade drawn across the shrieking face of my childhood.

Jackson played it quite broad, and you could see the story popping rivets and straining at the seams where the first third of the Hobbit's plot was shoehorned, twisted and jammed into a standard three-act Campbellian hero's journey plotline. To put things in spoiler-free perspective, the production team changed/added/screwed up far less when they adapted Lord of the Rings, and they handled it was much more subtlety and grace. Then again, print-The Hobbit is significantly broader than print-LotR, so complaining about a lack of subtlety may be totally missing the point.

People cannot give their opinion whilst they reside in the fleshy blubbery horde of useless matter that is the average human herd. Our Spearwives are not attractive to ye “normal guys” because you are attracted to an illusion... Beast men and Berserkers will never want a normal woman, not a ‘real’ woman, not an average woman, you can keep them, and whilst you’re settling for normal we’ll enjoy sheer superiority.

I think that http://frasertrainer.tumblr.com/ is Stego's natural evolution, don't you?

The Centurion Method is a Revolutionary Training Program for the Post-Apocalyptic Hominid.

We are creating human beings cast of iron and cooled in blood and sweat. We worship at the altar of steel and wood, stone and muscle; kneeling statues of chiselled gods hewn straight out of the bedrock from which they spawned.

Using the Guerrilla and Primal training programs we prepare the human body for whatever the cruelty of nature may thrust upon it. Survival of the Fittest is her mantra, death her husband, and the cry of ‘LIFE’ hot on our lips. We do not mess around.

How about a little throwback just-plain-heavy metal?



Sounds like late 70s stoner metal, but it's actually from a Swedish band called Ghost, recorded in 2010. Funny how it sounds almost... almost gentle, doesn't it? And there's an obvious Blue Oyster Cult influence there, which explains why I like it.

Bought new boots. Very unfashionable clunky hikers, but I'm adding a substantial amount of hiking to my fitness routine and I figured the patent leather Docs I really want just aren't going to cut it.

But it's good enough I don't care:

Why doesn't MTV play music videos anymore?

My traditional thanks to those of you that wished me a happy birthday.

My traditional imprecation to those that didn't. I wish boils and alopecia upon you!

Axl Rose, what happened?

I don't know what excites me more: That this exists at all, or that they actually got James Hong to appear in it.



If you haven't watched this yet Kyle, you really ought to.