Well I get that.  Metal is generally off the radar.  It's not like in the early 90s when grunge was huge or the likes of RATM had a huge appeal across the board so people were hearing heavy guitar based music and had at least some knowledge that a metal scene existed. 

Rammstein and Tool have both charted way up top this year, and I imagine action movies still have distorted guitar riffs all over the gaff. Metal is still as present as ever, as - apparently - is the phenomenon of people calling themselves rockers or metallers yet seemingly only knowing of a handful of the biggest mainstream acts in the genre. Pantera fan syndrome, you could call it.

Less Brodude, more YOLOdude?

It think it's symptomatic of people being sheep. Like it's an affront to the Metal Brotherhood™ if you don't show up to your nephew's first communion in a crusty Far Beyond Driven t-shirt, despite the fact you're in your mid-40s and should really fucking know better.

It's posturising of the highest order, these dumb fucks barely scratch the surface of what music is about (heaven forbid you should be into underground metal and other genres, especially the Metal Brotherhood's™ sworn enemy, jazz).


On a separate note can I mention non indicating driver cunts who just pull  in front of you or who turn into your street while your waiting to drive out and don't indicate, total shite bags

There's an ad on telly for a show hosted by a chick named Stacy Dooley, or, as she says herself Staaaayyycaaayyy Dewwwwlaaaayyyy. I mean, how thick to you have to be to make your own name, which you have presumably owned since your birth, sound like it's being squeezed out of an old dried up tube of toothpaste! In fairness,  I now know her name,  I suppose  :laugh:

When the young wan and young fella on the bus are so obnoxiously loud you can still hear them over IEMs and Edge of Sanity's "The Spectral Sorrows".

I kinda dont blame their slacked-jawed mother for just sitting there looking brow-beaten of she has to put up with that 24/7.

Underwater vocals in death metal, listening to Premature Burial by Repugnant and the little section where his vocals are pitch-shifted or whatever always takes me out of it. Happens to a far worse degree on where the slime live too. 
Probably a fair warning of the fuckery that lay ahead with both lads.

I love that effect. I must throw Epitome of Darkness in the car. I haven't listened to it in years.

Quote from: Eoin McLove on September 11, 2019, 11:11:04 PM
I love that effect. I must throw Epitome of Darkness in the car. I haven't listened to it in years.

Such a cool album, been binging em recently, Hecatomb is great too.

The unsexiest trend ever has to be women with tattoos on their forearms. The sailor with his hand down your pants look just does nothing for me.

 :laugh: Agreed, not a fan of them at all, sailors or tattooed forearms.

Wheelie cases, you know the ones about the size of a backpack where the cunt is just too lazy to carry their small amount of shit? When you're tall and the ground is far away, these things are a trip hazard you just can't see being dragged a couple of feet behind these cunts who always walk so slowly.

Tall people who don't look where they're going...

























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The "No craic no?" brigade.
In other words, the sad acts (usually colleagues) who sit at home with 'the woman' watching X-factor of a weekend with an adventurous bottle of wine.
No I won't regale you with my 100+ more interesting life and shenanigans. Get fucked!
Gives me untold satisfaction nowadays skipping past them with a simple "No!".....

I used to work with a girl like that, a complete melt. Nevermind that my weekend may involve going to a gig, the theatre, the cinema, comedy, out for a trek, a cycle, boardgames, videogames, a bit of cooking, music, a new book, etc., but because I wouldn't watch Big Strictly Come X Factor with the Stars, that made me the most boring dryshite on the go.