CHILDREN OF BODOM ARE RELENTLESS RECKLESS FOREVER
I don’t really know what the phrase “relentless reckless forever” means — I understand what “relentlessly reckless forever” would mean — but I also don’t think it’s all that important. What is important is that we’re getting a new Children of Bodom album on March 8 via Universal Music.
And, uh, that’s it for now I guess. That album art sure does look Children of Bodomy, doesn’t it?
After the jump is a trailer for the video of the first single, “Was it Worth It?” I hate music video trailers, but I’m posting this in lieu of a new song, or something more substantial to check out. You only get to hear a little bit of new music, which doesn’t really tell you much, but there is some footage of a dude riding a skateboard while it’s on fire, which is pretty bad-assed. The video was apparently directed by Dale “Delight” Restighini, which immediately makes me want to hate it, ’cause that dude is such a massive tool that I once saw Bob Villa use him to fix a sink, but I guess I should reserve final judgment until I see the full clip. (On a semi-related note, I just googled Dale ’cause I can never remember how to spell his last name, and the SECOND RESULT to come up was this. Hilarious.)
You all know Dale “Rage” Resteghini, right? He’s the music video director who somehow ended up managing and helping to sign Straight Line Stitch; then, when Vince wrote something negative about the band and MS readers chimed in to agree that they do, indeed, suck the big one, Rage actually
I had the displeasure of seeing Dope live once (don’t ask). They were playing at Don Hill’s, a club here in NYC that holds about 300 people, and, to my surprise, they actually managed to pack the place pretty full. So after the band before them concluded their set, Dope kept the crowd waiting for 45 minutes while their roadies set up elaborate stage dressing fit for an arena show: extra platforms and a new PA system and lighting rig (I guess the house systems weren’t good enough for the band) and giant wooden backdrops and a chain link fence (!) and who the fuck knows what else. This kind of shit really isn’t necessary for a small club gig, but it might have been forgivable had the band come out and rocked the kids’ faces off; instead, they came out and played for… 45 minutes. To repeat: the band played for as long as they kept the crowd waiting for them to play. In hindsight, it seems clear that all the rigmarole was really because without the fancy lights and props, the band knew they didn’t have much to offer.
