The first time I listened to this album I hated it. Morbid Angel's worshipers say that people who don't like this album are against experimental music which is wrong. I'm really open-minded when it comes to music, I listen to almost everything, that's why I was disappointed by Illud divinum insanus. Morbid Angel are able to make an album 100 times better than this one. I think it's a good idea to introduce more industrial and experimental in death metal. But the way they did it is wrong. Rob Zombie, The Berzerker, Ministry, Pain, Atheist, Pestilence, to name a few, have proven that the mix of experimental and metal can be interesting.

So, my first reaction was "What the fuck happened to you guys?". I have listened to I.D.I a lot, and now I can say that the more I listen to it, the more I like it. I found a way to listen to it, a way that doesn't make me want to kill myself (8 years!): I only listen to "Existo vulgoré", "Blades for Baal", the second half of "10 more dead" and "Nevermore". It creates the illusion that I.D.I is an E.P. Then I listen to "Too extreme!", "Destructos Vs. the Earth / Attack" and some songs from industrial bands such as :Wumpscut:, Combichrist and Hocico.

My advice is to take I.D.I as 2 albums entangled, and to prey for a "Death Magnetic".

Last month, I went to an amazing show. I saw Veil of Maya, Born of Osiris and The Faceless. You can read my live report (in french) there.
My camera is broken, so I couldn't take good pictures, but even if I had a professional camera, I would have been to busy to headband to do the photographer.
This show was very intense, and funny, because B.O.O's guitarist is a great crab core dancer. I thought Abbath was the best, but Lee McKinney knows it all.

Here's a video of B.O.O' house.

Two months ago I was doing some shopping with my mom. I was really tired, so it wasn't easy to concentrate on our conversation. We were walking in the dish-washing liquid department when I saw this man. He was wearing a red plaid shirt, black jeans, Vans shoes and a band shirt. I didn't see immediately what was the name of the band. He had long brown hair, hazel eyes, a mischievous grin and was sehr tall.

I was wearing black skinny jeans, Converse All stars shoes, a black leather jacket, nerd glasses, and a Job For A Cowboy shirt. He looked at me, and I thought it was because of my zombie face, but it wasn't. He smiled, and I saw that we were wearing the same JFAC shirt. He was the spitting image of Jonny Davy. Allowing for the circumstances, I couldn't ask him for his phone number.

Hi.
I bought a new computer and I'm starting a blog.