If this new track is any indication of a shift in musical approach then I welcome the new album with open arms. Opeth's last two albums are far too contrived. The tracks are way too expansive, leaving precious little to sink ones teeth into. I couldn't even finish Ghost Reveries; instead I switched over to Blackwater Park and everything was alright. And with Watershed... I became acutely aware that something was amiss; that under the threat of become overly-bloated Opeth needed to do something, anything . And with this video below, we hear the favorable results of such a corrective maneuver. It's musical, colorful, spacious, and does not have a running time over the 11-minute mark. Opeth reached deep for this one, rescuing themselves from certain stagnation. Now, with the experience of self-resuscitation we just need to get these guys to slap some sense into Clutch.
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Showing posts with label Trip. Show all posts
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Bad Dream - "Black Blizzard", Yawining Man - "Digital Smoke Signal"
Music posts have not been as prevalent these past couple of months - if ever, in retrospect - here at Doctor Jones. This will change.
This will change, now.
This will change, now.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Worthy Surrogate Videos
I tip my hat to those who were inspired enough by these awesome songs/bands to piece together their own videos. Good stuff, man. Good Stuff.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Everything you do is a balloon!
By watching this video you are thereby confirming that everything you know and treasure in life is but chump change compared to the majesty and horror contained herein. Don't say I've never done anything for you.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
To whom it may concern:
Retired drummer - now willing and available - to provide backbone for the dense musical narrative of a band of Norse Godmen and the souls they mercilessly reap. Mounted upon unholy iron steeds, armed with war hammers and charged with the electricity pulsing through their veins, these barbarians, with ambiguous alignments, vanquish all those who obstruct their fervid march. Hordes of opposition try to stand in the way, and yet wave upon broken wave collapse at the their might. One Godman, still part-mortal, becomes weary of crushing skulls to which he passes off his hammer to a comrade saying, "My arms fail me. Go on with the work. I have done pretty well."
Skufka, I'm looking in you're direction...
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