Long Live Khanate

Março 23rd, 2009 • música
Tags: aliens, doom, dvd, filme, filmes, khanate, metal, s, show, shows, sonic, Time, Video

Khanate Springs Eternal 
In praise of some dearly departed, egocentic, avant-metal assholes 
By Phil Freeman 
Tuesday, March 17th 2009 at 3:16pm 

It’s rare that a band truly leads by example, particularly in metal, where stylistic and genre parameters are strictly patrolled. The New York City avant-doom quartet Khanate, though, followed its own path from 2001 to 2006, combining a crushing musical and spiritual heaviness with a mastery of silence that created and sustained suspense without any of metal’s usual horror-movie theatricality. You can hear the roots of their sound in the slow first half of the title track to Black Sabbath’s namesake 1970 debut, except here, drummer Tim Wyskida’s cymbals play the part of the rain and Stephen O’Malley’s guitar echoes the church bells (and not Tony Iommi’s gloomy riffing). Khanate’s excoriating marathons of pain never permitted the cathartic release inherent in even the heaviest rock. Unfortunately, no group can operate at this level of intensity for long, and after two full-length CDs, several limited-run live CDs and DVDs, and 2006′s Capture & Release EP, they split. Read more »

The Top 10 Everything of 2008

Dezembro 8th, 2008 • Referência
Tags: 2008, best of, Time, top 10

Genial é o mínimo que eu posso falar sobre essa lista de Top 10 de 2008 feito pela revista Time. Top 10 filmes, vídeos virais, anúncios de TV, reportagens sub estimadas e tudo mais que qualquer pessoa vá precisar. 

Fique saudosista pensando sobre as melhores coisas que 2008 trouxe para você. E clique no link abaixo e pronto.

The Top 10 Everything of 2008 – TIME

Gosta de Sin City? Quer ter todas?

Junho 14th, 2007 • quadrinhos
Tags: arte, batman, reader, senha, sin city, Time

Roubei esse post de um blog que gosto bastante o porkforkdork.blogspot.com

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Sobre a ida a BH e minha vó

Maio 7th, 2007 • Pessoal
Tags: blogs, failure, Time

Escrevi em inglês porque postei isso no meu outro blog. Desculpe a quem não compreendeu direito o que eu queria dizer mas eu tenho certeza absoluta que não conseguiria traduzir isso direito então segue em inglês mesmo.

my grandmother died saturday and this was weird. everyone was expecting it because she was ill for a while. and when i say a while, i mean 18 years. she had a heart disease back in 89 that she never recovered completely. in 95 she was hit by a bus, i think it killed 4 people but not my grandmother. she had a throat cancer that never went away and her last thing was alzheimer.

the last time i saw her was when i went home for easter. my mother said she became ill a little after that. she had 2 heart failures while she was in the hospital and everyone that saw her this last few days said that she was quite good. she was feeling happy and even playing around with her “teeth”. she could not speak no more due to a tracheotomy, and due to the throat cancer, there was lots of blood and fluid coming from that hole. and even with everything like this. she was happy.

sunday was weird. really weird. i didn’t saw her before she was in the casket but she looked peaceful. her mouth was filled with too much cotton and it made her upper lip a little off place. but her hands were not as swollen as they used to be, my mother said.

i never saw so many of her parents and my grandfather friends together. it was a little weird but i think she would loved to see all of them together. i doubt she would recognize everybody but she loved a crowd and there was one there.

my grandfather is a big shot in spiritism (alan kardec kind) and he said that there were a choir of children there with her. she loved music. she used to play piano as well.

my brother and my sister were helpless. my mother was a little better. me and my grandfather were the only one that looked better. i didn’t cry. i don’t think she would liked to see me saying goodbye to her like that. she needed a beer or something. i thought about getting her one but ended up not doing it. my brother would not like. but she would.

later i will drink one thinking about her.