Like any good incremental/clicker game, things start out logical end then turn… potatoe-y.
Time leaches almost every band’s unique sound more and more every release. With lineup changes, pressure from record companies, and the pursuit of fame, many bands slowly crumble. In a world regular humans are incapable of seeing, is a graveyard of bands metalheads used to like, before they sold out, or started to sound too much like pop music. Any one who’s traced a band’s discography from early demos to their latest music video steps carefully here. Learning that there is new music from your favorite artist can be bad news. There’s always a good chance that the tracks are poorly mixed, or worse–the vocals are layered and modified into oblivion. One’s darkest fear of all is that the new songs will sound closer to Kanye West than Metallica.
Peter Tagtgren has had a lot of success. Most people know him as the frontman for Hypocrisy, or through his solo project, PAIN. In the last year, he also released the album Skills in Pills with Till Lindemann of Rammstein, under the name Lindemann. Peter’s work, whether alone or with others, has earned him an international cult following that mostly lives online. When I heard the news, that there would be a new album and single, I wasn’t overly worried that the new stuff would be a nosedive in quality. Peter is capable of making diverse sounding music, but he understands that going in a new artistic direction means a new project, with a new name.
The new PAIN single, Black Knight Satellite, maintains the sound that fans recognise as PAIN. This is a relief. Black Knight Satellite will also be on the new album Coming Home. I am inferring from this, that the other tracks will sound similar. If the rest of Coming Home sounds like that, then we can all rest easy that PAIN hasn’t sold out. That being said, I urge you all to go listen to the new single, protected by the foreknowledge that it won’t be an utter disappointment.
This September 9th, Peter Tagtgren will be releasing a new PAIN album, titled Coming Home. Peter released a new single the other day too, called Black Knight Satellite. Interestingly, his son Sebastian Tagtgren will be the studio drummer for the new album. I didn’t even know he had a kid (Where did this homunculus of a son come from?!) I wonder whether Peter Tagtgren will take his son on tour with him as well, although I doubt it… Randomly appearing progeny aside, I thought it was fitting to celebrate the new album with the top ten PAIN songs according to moi.
The tracks below are listed in order from The Very Best to one-of-the-best, with the album in which they were first released in brackets.
- Just Think Again (Psalms of Extinction)
- 12:42 (Rebirth)
- Close My Eyes (Nothing Remains the Same)
- It’s Only Them (Nothing Remains the Same)
- Nothing (Dancing with the Dead)
- Don’t Count Me Out (Dancing with the Dead)
- The Tables Have Turned (Dancing with the Dead)
- Monster (You Only Live Twice)
- I’m Going in (Cynic Paradise)
- Computer God (Psalms of Extinction)
Honorable mentions go to the song Tear it up from the album Dancing With the Dead and Suicide Machine from the album Rebirth.
Yes, yes, I’ve got a movie review for you! I’m a sucker for dark movies, but I thought this one–The Harvest–was worth recommending. As someone who has trouble sitting through long movies, I found The Harvest(1hr 44min) very watchable. From start to finish, the pacing was perfect. I’d like to add that this movie deals with the death of one’s child, among other sensitive topics, so keep that in mind if you’re sensitive to that. Even I was on edge, mouth twisted in disgust when things really started to get creepy.
A sickly boy(Charlie Tahan) is isolated from the outside and other children, “to keep his strength.” His abusive mother(Samantha Morton) is a doctor, and mild father(Michael Shannon) a nurse. When mounting evidence shows that the mother doesn’t truly care about the boy’s longevity, only the neighbor girl(Natasha Calis) can shine light on this dark family. All of the characters in The Harvest are believable, with familiar dynamics that hearken to real life. For example: the mother puts the father down by reminding him he’s just a nurse, and she an MD. The father, conversely, resents her status as a doctor.
The movie opens with a pleasant scene: kids are playing baseball, parents yelling encouragements from the bleachers. One kid, Bobby, is hit with the ball and flops to the ground, unresponsive. Adults crowd around him, but you can hear a woman calling: “Please, let me through… I’m his mom. Let me through.” Bobby is taken to hospital and saved. His mother, relieved, thanks the doctor with a hug. This seemingly inconsequential scene will not make sense until the very end of the movie. Actually, I went back and watched the opening again because I had nearly forgotten it as it seemed totally unrelated. Folks, I was wrong. Go back and watch the beginning again if you need to: it really frames the message of the movie.
Sidenote: The Harvest is available on Canadian Netflix.
The Gravedigger’s Art: https://books.google.ca/books/about/The_Gravedigger_s_Art.html?id=qd8ymAEACAAJ&redir_esc=y
This is a really great book of poems by a Canadian, Owen Hughes. I picked it up out of curiosity and enjoyed it very much. If you know the author, please let me know, I can’t find this guy anywhere online and would like to know if he has written anything else and where his career has gone. Seriously, Owen Hughes, let’s get in touch!
When men complain about the pressure to be tall and muscular, they’re right. They’re absolutely right that they’re expected to be physically imposing. At it’s worst, they’re expected to assert their power through violence. And, underneath the posturing, they are forced to hide their feelings.
The Mask You Live In, available on Canadian Netflix, lays all of the ways we set boys up for failure out in the open. Most of us are desensitized to the messages beaten into us, that we become blind. Not just physically, but psychologically, by the way we talk, what we watch, and who we idolize.
A few criticisms I’d make is that it’s alluded that boys watching “bondage porn” are somehow more toxically masculine. While porn is a problem in the ways it portrays sex, I don’t really agree with the insinuated evil of kink/BDSM. I’d like to add that different ways of having sex are fine as long as they are consensual. I wish they had had a sex educator in the documentary explain this point…
Overall, I agreed with the film’s main ideas. It covered the causes and effects of Toxic Masculinity and the Demonization of Femininity. The Mask You Live In made me very emotional in spots: I teared up, and I’m not one to cry during movies. Most of the time, I was just nodding my head.
What do you know about Sam? Are they a boy, a girl? Are they cheating on their girlfriend? Where did they go on the 18th of January? Where are they now?
One user on Game Jolt commented:
“really hits me like a rock, cried like a baby”
Contrary to my introduction, A Normal Lost Phone is not a murder-mystery. It’s not terribly suspenseful, but it’s ending is very, very real. Even though I am not in Sam’s exact situation, their struggle reminded me of myself. The game is written very well. The end text, supposedly written by the main character, is minimal, to the point, and believable. The only real complaint I have is that, in the cellphone’s contacts, there are so many names that are absolutely pointless. It clutters up a screen that shouldn’t be.
Play A Normal Lost Phone by Accidental Queens here (available in English, French, and Spanish!)
I referred to Samantha during my description as “they” as I wanted her gender to remain ambiguous, as to not spoil the story. I am aware that she is a woman.
Maybe it’s just me–actually, it certainly is just me– but I love a good old-fashioned art film. I know, I sound like some silly lumber-sexual hipster trying to be “edgy.” Bear with me, I beg of you.
I try really hard to enjoy blockbuster action movies, but they’re just so BORING. I pick them apart and point out all of the poor writing, cinematography, casting, everything and it soon becomes painful to watch. Also, the score–oh gawd, the score! My poor ears! Not all “mainstream” movies are awful, of course, but many of them should be dumped into the inky depths of the ocean, never to be seen again.
For example; I saw the movie Pan in theaters, and I was raving(positively) about it for some time afterwards. Every little detail built up something that parents could ponder while their children enjoyed the basic story and visual spectacle. This one is not ocean material..
In the pursuit of a good film, I have done much IMDB scouring and have come to a conclusion. I love surreal films from the ’60s.
It was pure serendipity! I did some experimenting with my makeup and figured out a crazy-awesome trick. I really love matte lipstick because it (should)stays on a long time. On a whim, instead of lipstick, I used Avon’s eyeshadow primer on my lips. I got this cool supermodel/androgynous affect, I think I looked amazing. On top of that, it stayed put all day–even after I drank coffee, water, and had a snack. This stuff is better than any lipstick I have ever used! Dear Avon: start making bright red eyeshadow primer so that I can then use it as lipstick.
How to Use Cream Eyeshadow or Eyeshadow Primer as Lipstick
- Get a creamy eyeshadow or eyeshadow primer that matches your skintone and some lip balm.
- Put a very light layer of lip balm on your lips, especially if they are dry.
- Get some eyeshadow/eyeshadow primer on the tip of your finger and spread it across your lips. Make sure it doesn’t glob up in the creases of your skin.
- Pat your lips firmly with your finger, apply more eyeshadow or primer to finger, if needed, to pat on top of the first layer. Make sure it doesn’t glob up in the creases of your skin!
Ever since I bought the eyeshadow primer, my makeup routine has completely changed for the better. Before, I wouldn’t wear much eyeshadow, usually using a beige-y pink creme eyeshadow for a nice “nude” look(thanks, Mary Kay, for getting me into cream eyeshadow). Now, I can use the primer, and then go wild with dramatic colours and designs. I feel like a makeup artist!
As a side note: I am not being payed or sponsored by anyone or any company to write this. This is a 100% real and 100% honest makeup recommendation from me, your buddy from The Internet! So there!
Mattel has just revealed their new Barbie “Fashionistas” dolls that activists and the company are calling “reflective of the world (girls) see today.”(hey, boys can play with Barbies too!) Parents and collectors alike can now pre order them online, which come in “Petite,” “Curvy,” “Tall,” and “Original” body types. There are precisely 7 skin tones, 22 eye colours, and 24 hairstyles.
I’m really loving the curvy, tall, and short body types. Regrettably, Mattel, I’ve still got a bone to pick with you.
First off: gingers(or redheads.) There are two dolls; one with brilliant vermillion hair, the other a more orangey shade, with (supposedly) natural red hair. This is great–orange hair is a recessive gene, making gingers a minority(1-2% of the population), and even people of color can have this trait. Gingers with white skin are usually quite fair-skinned. Freckles, moles, Rosacea, and other kinds of discoloration are common among this group. The orange haired doll has a few moles on her face, so bravo to the creator. The doll with red, red hair has uniform skin. I had a friend with hair naturally that colour, and she was covered in (wonderful)freckles. This isn’t to say that all people with red hair are freckle-covered, but I think we can all agree that many fair skinned people have moles, ruddy skin, and freckles galore. Especially with such red hair and the skin that typically goes with it. I would love to see a Barbie Doll with even a peppering of freckles across the bridge of her nose and cheekbones–plenty of kids and adults look like this, as opposed to the even-skinned dolls Barbie has always sold.
Secondly, Barbie needs to lay off the Rhinoplasty. Every freaking doll has a tiny “button” nose. My dog has a (relatively)bigger nose than any Barbie–and he’s a Pug, who has
trouble breathing if the temperature changes too much. Noses come in all sorts of sizes and shapes–just like the rest of our bodies. For most of my childhood and teen years, I was incredibly dissatisfied with my big, “ugly” nose. There is no famous woman I can think of(other than Uma Thurman) that has a nose typically considered “unappealing.” By the way, Thurman still gets slammed for her appearance, when she isn’t even in the spotlight. Can you imagine how strange it would be, to grow up never seeing somebody who looked like you? Point made, moving on.
One last thing I’d like to mention is that the proportions of Barbie are still unrealistic. For example, “Petite” does not always mean skinny. The “Petite” sized dolls are like a shorter version of the “Original” Barbie. Do the creators of Barbie actually think everyone under 5’4(and over 6ft, for that matter) is super skinny? I’d suggest adding “Petite Curvy” and “Tall Curvy” Dolls to the mix at a later date.
Honorable Mentions and Positive Highlights of the New Barbies: