@manan.dedhia
Rough around the edges. Noisy end points forwards.
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But why come here? here of all desolate places. a place that does not resound with spiritual ascendance nor the abnegation of all moral and ethical constraint. a place where wealth means not a pittance and art does not adorn. it wasn't for a lack of means. nor a lack of company. neither excess nor monastic denial could cure what he was facing. Further ahead he got in life, the farther he got from ...
When I think of metal in social context, i think of this. Rebellion. Metal had punk rock roots. Screaming truth to power accompanied by massive riffs and rhythms. Kudos to this creator and anyone else doing this. You may not even like or listen to metal. But sticking it to the man makes you metal.
There he was. at the proverbial end of the road.a small hill rises where the path ends. facing south west. away from any civilization. from any human. he had heard of this place. heard of the monsters that live there. their monstrous roars and their gleaming eyes and their sharp fangs. he had come to make their rendezvous.the futility of this adventure was obvious as the rising sun. there was only...
i have an answer to the boring pile of glamorous shit that is the Monaco F1 race. as everyone knows the order in which you qualify is the order in which you finish. give or take a couple of crashes. so its against the spirit of racing as much a spirit as it is.instead of having the race on sunday - it should be a bunch of qualifying sessions. lets say 3 quali sessions. 15 mins each with 10 mins in...
Money. It can buy you a race car and a spot at one of the most prestigious races. But you don’t got talent biatch.
I now get the reverence that this marque commands. These shapes, their sounds and their results are very seductive.
Glam metal confused and splintered the metal music industry. But it did not deter true creatives and real diehards.In the relative silence of the underground, the people who loved the music went to work. And from those wonderfully weird depths of darkness sprang forth a beautiful fountain of art. When glam was ready to roll over and die under a mound of cocaine and hubris, the curtains revealed a ...
