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Friday, August 27, 2010

cos i've burned that butter with ya babe

Icarus, Icarus.

I AM THE PLANET-EATER.
WILLIAM WINDOM GOT NOTHIN' ON ME.

You desire too much. Where is this coming from? This anger? This discontent? You got a pretty good deal. You got Metal Rouge to play on your show, that fucking killed.

I WANT MORE. I WANT EDITH. AND A CAKE.


They are listening, all of them. You are neither good, nor bad. You just is, and if 33 people are paying attention, you're doing better than a lot of folks. You're playing black metal and noise on terrestrial radio for chrissakes, so get a grip. Put that thing away. For now.

Weird playlist; not too much yammering about the music, but movies instead, and that's fine! Part of what I'm here for. Any chance to praise Christopher Lee's Mummy, and the song from The Green Slime, I will take. Some comments were also spurred by Walter/Wendy Carlos, Sewer Election and of course our special guests.

Metal Rouge were simply awe-inspiring. The more I hear their sets, the more I get lost in them. I also hereby publicly call for a Caitlin Mitchell / Greg Fox collab record. Hell, I'd put that out!

Metal Rouge's sets will post as mp3s to WFMU's Beware of The Blog and FMA next week. For now, you can click on the image above to get to the playlist and audio archive of last night's horrorcast™. (My apologies to the band for flaking on the usual pre-show promotion at this very site—the 33 people did not see it; I'll make it up to you in gregarious post-promotion!)

I'm telling you though, stop looking at her—she is not never going to fuck you.

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