DEAF FOREVER

Mustaine shredding like a maniac on “Metal Militia.” It’s hard to hold shit still when you’re constantly in peril and dodging 300 pound men windmilling in the pit right next to you. Again, blow up to full screen for max happiness.

Dave Mustaine with Metallica last night. He is a fucking animal on guitar, something you have to see to believe.

Dave Mustaine with Metallica last night. He is a fucking animal on guitar, something you have to see to believe.

Hetfield and Mark Osegueda, vocalist of Bay Area thrash gem Death Angel.

Hetfield and Mark Osegueda, vocalist of Bay Area thrash gem Death Angel.

I took about a billion photos & videos during Metallica’s final 30th anniversary show at the Fillmore last night, but this one is the best. Guess why? BECAUSE FUCKING OZZY IS IN IT. He and Geezer Butler performed a few songs with Hetfield and company and obviously EVERYONE was freaking out. I couldn’t even hold the camera still I was completely losing my shit. This is “Iron Man.” Blow it up to full screen for maximum clarity and pleasure.

winter blues recordings

Being from Hawaii, land of no seasons and constant sunshine, I often want to kill myself once temperatures drop below 60 degrees and clouds begin to hang low over the hills. Either I plunge my head into a bagful of sparkles where all I can hear are synthesizers and cymbal crashes and banshee hollers to drag me out of the cold hell cave I’ve dug myself, or I’ll lay on my bed and crank those gray-tinted, crushing, hard-edged songs that make me feel as frozen as the air enveloping me. Sometimes it’s nice to blend in, y’know? Click here for a handful of those kinds of tunes.

1. “The Big Ship,” Brian Eno

2. “Slim Slow Slider,” Van Morrison

3. “Goodbye Blue Sky,” Pink Floyd

4. “24 Hours,” Joy Division

5. “A Man Needs A Maid,” Neil Young

6. “Embryo,” Black Sabbath

7. “Peacock Tail,” Boards Of Canada

8. “Moonlight Mile,” Rolling Stones

9. “Mansion on the Hill,” Bruce Springsteen

10. “I Was Young When I Left Home,” Bob Dylan

I recently got turned onto Cities Aviv, a Memphis rapper who plays no tricks with his super traditional flow (it’s pretty much perfect and harkens back to the 90s glory days), but amps up the future-gazing on the experimental noise and genius samples (Depeche Mode, Steely Dan, Shirley Bassey) found in Digital Lows. It’s been real hard deciding which is my favorite, but these past few days I’ve settled on “Old Haze.” (honorable mention: “Coastin’”) My only complaint? It’s too damn short.

My bed’s been ice cold the last few days, since being vacated by the usual warm body I have laying next to me. Bad timing, wouldn’t you say? Thankfully, my favorite Cocteau Twins song “Lorelei” is here to make me feel like I’m laying in a combination bed-hot tub with an electric blanket cranked to maximum heat draped over me. Problem solved.

Dying. Over. This. I’m going to start eating mud and leaves to save up for a ticket to their 2012 tour, because I will pay any fucking price to see it go down. Dio, I miss you (R.I.P.), but this is going to better than the time I saw you in Heaven & Hell at Shoreline a few years back.