Tortoise

This stuff is heavy. It's brilliant and it sticks to the walls. It's like Chuck Liddell's loping right hand punch, it comes from a strange place now you're lying on the floor, maybe unconscious. The xylophone finishes the guitar's sentences in "It's All Around You". I haven't heard beauty like that since the first time I heard Bedhead. It's been a weird week:
It started with reading a book titled Moonseed about an interstellar 'virus' that 'infects' Earth and destroys it from within. The 'virus' was brought here from a lunar mission by an astronaut nestled in a moon rock. Long story short, a life-sustaining atmosphere is created on the moon and all earthlings end-up living there. Then I get to my hotel room in West Virginia and find in an email that a training site has been added to my schedule for the end of the week in New Jersey...I only packed for 2 days and now I have to work for 4 days. My band also has a show in Friday that I have to cancel, and it's with a good friend's band, who has now removed himself from my MySpace friends list prolly because I had to cancel the show. Then I get home and start reading H.P. Lovecrafts' story, "Call of Chtulu". That racks my brain a bit because I see where James Hetfield got all his lyrical ideas for the songs "Call of Ktulu" and "The Thing that Should Not Be". That's 2 songs off of 2 albums. He must've been moved by this story of an underwater ancient, unearthly being returning from the depths of the sea to wreak it's oddly described havoc on the Earth. I am personally not super-impressed with H.P. Lovecraft, I'm sure in his time he was quite scary to read, but these days his stuff doesn't stand-up to some horror writers, but he was a pioneer none-the-less.

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