Dimmu Borgir - The Mourning Palace

Dimmu Borgir, the symphonic black metal group from Norway. Ah, I like to hear them when I feel happy as well as sad.
Ah you might wonder why I resort to this group when people are going gaga over Hindi crap music. Not crap to all but crap to me.
I don’t blame them, I blame the system! The heavy metal scenario in India is pathetic. But we have some wonderful groups who don’t receive the publicity. Fuck it man. These bands are so awesome yet they loose out to the crappy Hindi songs. My blood boils. Yet I am helpless.
Recently India is seeing a change in the music scenario with some good artists performing in India. Like Iron Maiden, Aerosmith!
Recently India will see another person performing. Simon Webbe, one of the members of the boyband BLUE. One of his venue is the hard rock café in Mumbai. Ah fuck it man. Is he a hard rocker that he is going to perform there? The music scene in India is directionless. Ah here I end my mindless jabbering.

And this video is just an example of the prowess of dimmu borgir. Listen it and see the magic. I am telling it to the metal heads not to those who eat, sleep and shit Hindi music

nothing else matters

one of th best songs of metallica. to tell you the truth my favourite.

OH DO SEE WHAT LOVE HAS DONE

As U2 sang away “oh can’t you see what love has done” I looked out the window. I was thinking again. Did I get anything from love? Did I win love? Did I manage to charm the girl of my dreams? Did I? Why “did” rather I should mention “could”.

May be I got nothing out of love apart from some crude memories.

Memories not so fond yet memories which can’t be erased from my mind!

Yet I think of the lessons learn.

I know my problem. I keep falling in love. No pun intended but it happens both ways. May be this is my nature but still I am an amateur. May be I am not to have a girlfriend. Maybe!

I fell in love with a girl when I was in class 9 and this crush or call it whatever suits your vocab went on till class 11.

This girl made me mad. She made me crazy. She made me dizzy. I was so much into pop those days. Backstreet Boys, Westlife, MLTR and any crap would do.

I still remember the day I came back from tuition seeing her. I went straight to the bathroom and began singing “MY LOVE”.

Silly of me to do those stupid things! I was young then.

Now my idea about pop and pop culture has changed over the years. Like a drug addict who joins a rehab to get free from his habit I renounced pop for good and I don’t know why now I hate it. I don’t waste a single chance to abuse this fucking pop culture.

As I moved deeper and deeper into the heavy metal territory I felt that I have attained moksha. I could identify myself with the songs. It made me tranquil. The songs were wonderful. I felt they were written just for me. My very first metal song was “NOTHING ELSE MATTERS” by “METALLICA”.

From Metallica, Iron Maiden to Dimmu Borgir and Kalmah it was great transition which I enjoyed each and every bit.

But I can’t say the same thing about love. I am still waiting for a transition.

A friend once told me that my transition to metal took place because I was hurt in love. It was a stupid remark indeed. Metal and love doesn’t mix just like water and oil. Yeah pop and love does mix. To fuck with pop and to fuck with love! I am happy the way I am living. I am living sardonically and I am loving it.

PS: I DON’T THINK MACDONALD WILL SUE ME FOR USING THEIR TAG LINE.

ANYWAY MORE GYAN WILL FOLLOW REGARDING LOVE AND MUSIC.