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Showing posts with label AT THE MERCY OF INSPIRATION. Show all posts
Showing posts with label AT THE MERCY OF INSPIRATION. Show all posts

Sunday, December 14, 2008

AT THE MERCY OF INSPIRATION - A PERFECT WAY TO KILL AN EVENING


1. Intro 01:10
2. The Embarrassed 02:48
3. Those Nights When it's Just Not Worth it 03:13
4. Interlude 00:40
5. Sadly Competing for Last Place 04:16
6. Where the Lonely Come to Disappear 02:54
7. Quietly Kissing You to Sleep 05:49


BRIEF REVIEW:

A PERFECT WAY TO KILL A FUCKING EVENING? GOOD JOB ON THE TITLE YOU FAGGOTY TWATS, YOU'VE OBVIOUSLY JUST KILLED MY OTHERWISE PERFECT EVENING WITH THIS GENERIC THRASHY BLACK METALCORE HOMO-ORGY. WANNA KNOW WHAT'S INSTEAD A PERFECT WAY TO KILL A MUSICAL CAREER? BY SELLING OUT AND DROPPING THIS BAND FOR THE SAKE OF JOINING THE CANCER BATS YOU UNBEARABLE CORPORATE-HUMPING SELLOUT WHORES. WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD YOU LEAVE A LIFE OF BLACK METAL CULT-WORSHIPING AND CONSUMING THE FLESH OF ROADKILL GOATS, FOR THE SAKE OF CRAWLING SO FAR UP MTV'S ASSHOLE THAT YOUR COMPASS CAN NO LONGER DIFFERENTIATE BETWEEN UP AND DOWN? BUT WELL, BEING IN A BAND LIKE THIS, I GUESS YOU WOULDN'T KNOW WHERE THE DIRECTION OF "GOING DOWNHILL" IS EVEN IF YOU DROVE YOUR COMPACT TOUR-VAN OFF A FUCKING CLIFF.

REGARDLESS, THANKS FOR YOUR DISCOVERY OF GRAVITY, NEWTON! I HOPE THE NEXT OBJECT THAT DROPS ONTO YOUR HEAD THAT GIVES YOU A REVOLUTIONARY SCIENTIFIC EPIPHANY WOULD BE THE CALLOUSED FORESKIN SEVERED FROM MY BROKEN AND UNCIRCUMCIZED DICK.