Originally Posted by: Cryptic ExcretionsCould you imagine a soprano singer wailing over a cannibal corpse song? It'd sound stupid.
Almost as stupid as the growling. :rolleyes:
Originally Posted by: Cryptic ExcretionsCould you imagine a soprano singer wailing over a cannibal corpse song? It'd sound stupid.
Originally Posted by: chucklivesoninmyheartI'm curious Jolly(no,not that curious)if dying fetus(Great band technically...one of the few bands to use sweeps to create riffs...and they sing far more about political and social issues than gore)or cannabil corpse used 'cleaner' vocals,would the music be more accesible/acceptable to you?
Also,ever hear the vocals of Death(the band),Sceptic or the like?Not your typical 'gutteral' growling...
Originally Posted by: Jolly McJollysonYes. Also if Cannibal Corpse would stop titleing their songs things like "Hammer Smash Face" I would have greater respect for them.
Originally Posted by: Homebrew1709hey "hammer smashed face" is like a title of a fairy tale compared to some of their other titles like "F**ked with a knife", "entrails ripped from a virgin's c*nt", "orgasm through tortue", and "Force Fed Broken Glass"...hahahahaha gotta love it...wait...maybe not, but it's still ammusing at least.
Originally Posted by: chucklivesoninmyheartPeople take those lyrics seriously?
Originally Posted by: AkiraI was reluctant to post in this thread first, but I guess I will.
What are the terms upon which one becomes a fast player? Anyone can probably play a simple trill at a million bmp, but does that make them the fastest player in the world. Or should it be who can play the technical solo at the fastest speed, in which case, how to you define a technical solo. I think we need to operationalize the concept.
Sorry if this has already been covered by someone else.
Originally Posted by: Jolly McJollysonYeah, Cannibal Corpse, hahaha. :p
Originally Posted by: chucklivesoninmyhearthow many have sat in this chair?How many behinds have touched this chair?This chair carrys a deep history of behind holding...some behinds found this chair comfortable...other behinds left for another chair,yet the chair remains absent from all.It requires pity yet asks for none..with wood chipping and fabric torn,this seat is worth of niether king nor peasant..it tarrys along the world without ever moving recieving behinds to leave their mark...It represents all life and emits nothing...it is a god.