It’s not all swords, Power Metal and European men with prodigious levels of facial fuzz in my music collection, you know. I have been known to listen to bands not from Holland, not fronted by warbling ne0-diva femme fatales and who formed in the nineties. To wit – awesome lead bellowist and unintentional Greg Grunberg lookalike Chino Moreno is tentatively promising a new Deftones record before 2013 arrives (and makes the Mayans look like numpties).
In an interview with an Argentinian radio station, Moreno confirms that pre-production is complete and recording is due to start imminently, with a release scheduled for the early part of the autumn.
2010’s “Diamond Eyes” was pretty damned stellar – unless the band have secretly committed to recording an album of Michael Buble and Aqua covers, the chances are that this new record will continue that enviable quality streak. In related news, Sergio Vega will continue to sub in for indisposed Chi Cheng – with much love for Sergio and his work in the current Deftones line-up, I hope that there soon comes a day when he’ll have to look for another gig…
Leave it to Karl Pilkington, erstwhile sidekick of Ricky Gervais and one-man confusionist, to sum up the video games violence question almost perfectly.
He is, of course, entirely correct. Which iteration of “Grand Theft Auto” was Hitler playing in the 1930’s, pray tell, or was he more of a hardcore “Doom” player?
Where were psychopaths getting their ideas in the 19th century? Did they eagerly turn the pages of the hottest contemporary novels in a hunt for hot new killing techniques or did a parlour game or two provide adequate influence to pep up a subsequent evening of sociopathic endeavour?
I’m happy for video gaming critics to get their way and have the availability of violent media restricted – will this dangerous work of unrestrained blood-lust and marrow-chilling slaughter be falling under their purview too? No? What a twist!
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This is sad news – Jim Marshall OBE, father of the modern amplifier, has died at the age of 88. If you’ve listened to a noisy, obnoxious rock record made in the last fifty or so years, the chances are that it was made by some bunch of rampaging miscreants armed with one of the good Doctor’s cabs and stacks.
Oh look, poetry.
He leaves behind him a legacy of rocking sonic innovation which includes the iconic Marshall amplifier and a dedication to making even the most rudimentary of bedroom guitarists feel like stadium-headlining rock gods whenever they plugged in.
Why not have a look at Slayer’s Kerry King demoing his signature Marshall amp via the Tubes (warning: features awesome riffing and scary tatts).