Apr 16

I am a fan of extreme metal music, and have noticed over the years a funny kind of quirk. It’s fairly rare when a single line in a song has an echo on it (either via an actual delay effect, or by manually recording a second version of the line). But, when a line is echo’ed, it often has to do with “shadows.” I think it’s kinda like, not an inside joke, but like an insider’s nod… to what, though? I wonder who kicked the whole thing off?

The three examples on my mind right now are:

  • Obituary: Circle of the Tyrants from Cause of Death. “And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows.” the last line in the song, only the word ‘shadows’ gets the echo treatment by the main voice. To be fair, several other lines in this song are doubled by a deep voice in the background. Nothing as emphatic as the ‘shadows’ word, though.
  • Morbid Angel: Blessed Are the Sick from Blessed are the Sick. “No intent could shadow my disease”… “shadow” is the only word in any of the verses that is echo’ed, though the choruses use the effect a lot.
  • Nasum: Breach of Integrity from Helvete. “I’d rather watch from the shadows, and be my own.” It’s the last line in the song, and the only doubled line.

I’m sure I’ve noticed more, but can’t think of any others at the moment. I don’t have the Celtic Frost version of Circle of the Tyrants… maybe that would be the originator? I don’t know.

All three songs, albums, and bands are fantastic… you should definitely own them. On the off chance anyone reads this and knows of more examlpes, feel free to comment.

Update: I’ve never heard the song, but I see via internet search that Children of Bodom have a song called “Deadnight Warrior” containing the line: “Always in the moonlight shadow [echo: shadow]“

Mar 14

One of the best songs from the original socially-conscious grindcore band: Napalm Death. This one’s from their Utopia Banished CD, from 1992.

No way forward or back,
In stalemate, we stagnate,
Life cycle is an automation,
Instinctively, we race to get ahead?

And now our virgin minds are raped,
Another insignficance to join the rat-race

Self-indulgence with our grasp.
We're taught but torn (from) the sanctity of life.
So vulnerable,
The world keeps turning -
We spin out of control.

Guided, or could this mean misguided,
No time for questions,
Preoccupied with pressing on,
The world keeps turning -
We overdose on overdrive.

Superior species with inferior ideas,
We overload our bodies and minds,
Respect this earth while commiting suicide.

Poison trait.
We're the cause not the cure,
Our methods of fulfillment will surely drag us down.

Guided, or could this mean misguided,
Our virgin minds are raped -
The world keeps turning -
We overdose on overdrive, we spin out of control.
In stalemate, we stagnate.

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