SOUNDTRACK: MYRKUR-“Nattens Barn” (2014).
Myrkur is a black metal band whose sole member is a woman–Amalie Bruun, a Danish model who co-leads the Brooklyn indie-pop band Ex-Cops.
This six-minute song has elements of black metal (loud guitars, fast drums) and elements that transcend the genre (the first entire minute of beautiful choral voice). As the song opens, multilayered voices sing (presumably in Danish) about what I imagine is the heavens (I’m curious about a translation, but won’t look for one). After a minute the heavy guitars kick in–loud, but not scary loud (a kind of pleasant black metal, if you will).
Until 1:43 when she creams, the drums kick in, and it becomes black metal as we all know it is meant to be. The song is loud fast and heavy. But unlike most black metal, there are no vocals (at least that I can hear). So the song cycles through a few sections. After returning to the more melodic style, that heaviness keeps pushing its way back in. It all ends rather suddenly after that five minute buildup. Although there is a return to the choral voices of the beginning.
I’m intrigued by this and I love that the choral voices (something black metal has done in the past) are done (I assume) by Bruun herself, rather than a male band tacking on the ethereal voices. Her new release is an EP, and I would like to hear some more of it, just to see what kind of vocals she uses.
[READ: June 17, 2014] “Gradual Impact”
This year’s Summer Fiction issue of the New Yorker was subtitled Love Stories. And thus, we have a series of personal essays which fall under the heading of “My Old Flame.” There are several short pieces. And this year there are two illustrated stories by two wonderful artists.
The first is by Alison Bechdel. Although I honestly don’t know if Dykes to Watch Out For is still an ongoing concern (which is a shame since i have so many of the early books), I love that Bechdel’s “self” character looks an awful lot (bit not identical to) DTWOF‘s Mo. It brings a sense of comfort to the story (which I know is not her intention, but still).
In this story, the main character talks about falling for a woman in her karate class. As it opens, the narrator berates herself for breaking off an affair with a woman who was “kind, beautiful, smart, interesting, sane and available.” She asks, “What the fuck was my problem?” (more…)
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