impressed
blackmetalbaz and eviltwinemma took me home, fed me, gave me caffeine and played lots of things with guitars in - and I actually rather liked quite a lot of it. Which surprised me. What surprised me more was that playing me Emperor resulted in my mind being well and truly blown to the extent of me being determined to buy the first two albums. Hurrah! Proper black metal and I adored it - another genre down! Only a couple of hundred to go...~s~There was also a certain amount of Type O Negative, much of which I'd heard before but not in the same listening-to-new-music frame of mind; I now realise I have to own everything they've ever done ever. Also the new Mortiis which is rather good in a way which suggests he's listened to nothing but NIN and Enya in the last three years. ~grin~
And later we watched series 3 of Black Books (as relentlessly excellent as the first two, with added Shaun-of-the-dead-gentleman) and then American Psycho, upon which I would comment but it would be unprintable. Although unprintable in the 'Christian Bale! gloves! knives! prostitutes!' sense, rather than that I in any way think the film wasn't good - it's a beautiful piece of cinema. With Christian Bale murdering people in it. I can't complain.
And now I'm home in London, and apart from seeing
adjectivemarcus tomorrow I'm at a bit of a loose end this week, so I might try to arrange some things if anyone's about. It's good to not be in Cambridge any more, even though yesterday was spent with utterly lovely people - it's just not a good place for me (you may have gathered).Gwen Stefani single out today. ~pokes world with stick~
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