Furious Like Tiger!

Just heard the new Darkthrone album. Fuck my old boots. Fenris 'n' Ted have outdone themselves with this one. Colder, darker and grimmer than ever, it picks up where Sardonic Wrath left off, but slows the tempo, and whacks up the groove to a blackened punk bandsaw rush that rips yr head off and pisses a shitty norse beer* stream down the hole. Mucky buzzing riffs, drums like crematorium doors slamming and as much misanthropic yelling you could wish for, Darkthrone are unique in that the more they regress, the better they get. Nocturno Culto's ripping out the solos again, which is a joy to hear, cos no one does fuck the notes, how fucking horrible can I make this sound guitar solos like Ted. They've shortened the song times too, nothing outstays it's welcome, like a good whiskey vomit without the dry heaves. Plus it contains the greatest example of swearing in musical history. Better than the long drawn out grunted "fuck hope" bit in Sacrificing To The God Of Doubt from the last album, even better than the angelic "why don't you just fuck off" from Sueisfine by MBV, it even tops William Bennett's 'why don't you stand up for what you believe in you fucking wankers?" from Whitehouse's Rock'n'Roll which was my previous favourite gratuitous bad language in music moment. Just listen for the glorious chrous of Shut Up which mainly consists of the words Fucking Twat.

Darkthrone rule, no two ways about it.

*I love Norway, beautiful country and wonderful people, but they can't make beer. I mean, one of the most popular brands of lager (ugh) is called Aase, which I can imagine a number of ways to pronounce but the one that springs rapidly to mind sums up the taste so well. And it's 6 quid a pint, sorry, half litre, and impossible to get pissed on if y're used to drinking real beer with names like Old Rotting Quim and the like...