WORST WEEK EVER: IN WHICH OUR NAME WAS RICK PERRY, AND WE APPROVED THIS MESSAGE
Friday, December 9th, 2011 at 5:02pm by Vince Neilstein
(from Unpopular Opinion Rick Perry)
Whew, what a week. I don’t know where you all are, but here in NYC it’s 5pm and it’s already been completely dark outside for a while. FML. Here’s what happened this week:
- Corey discovered that our “Best of 2011″ lists weren’t as bad as you thought they were with fancy mathematicals to back it up.
- Axl and Vince live-chatted it up with y’all and fielded all your stupid questions… and a few good ones.
- We interviewed Giant Squid’s Aaron Gregory, Porcupine Tree’s Steven Wilson, and Nikki Sixx.
- We premiered new music by Lamb of God, Whores, Abysmal Dawn, and Nothnegal.
- We laughed at the BBC’s distorted view of metal culture not once but twice.
- We announced that we’re retiring some of our older t-shirt designs and that we’re having a fire-sale to get rid of them; get ‘em while you still can!
- Vince pondered a new ranking system that could supercede Soundscan.
- We cracked jokes about another laughable Rolling Stone Top 100 lists of guitarists.
- We introduced Lazarus A.D.’s Jeff Paulick as our new NFL columnist; please direct your hatred of the Packers his way.
Vince out.
-VN














Blame it on the rigors of moving home cities yet again, or changing drummers as frequently as Spinal Tap, or trying to best their universally hailed first album Metridium Field: Giant Squid sound exhausted on The Ichthyologist. More depressed than angry. Not so overtly metal. Lethargic in their rhythms, loose in their playing. Maybe it’s all intentional, given the stark emotional terrain of the source material – based on band leader Aaron Gregory’s graphic novel of the same name, The Ichthyologist records the thoughts of a numbed narrator as he turns to the sea to escape the pain of personal tragedy and loss. Gregory’s lyrics dwell in dank, lightless places. If on Metridium Field Giant Squid were skimming the sea’s surface in search of their namesake seabeast, this one finds them sinking, pulled down into the fathomless depths.

Alright. Whose ass do I kick for having never introduced me to Giant Squid? ‘Cause with all due respect to Mr. Vince Neilstein’s 