Last night I bought a shirt that had a picture of a dog wearing a spacesuit on the front. I did this based on the opinion of a man I met in a kebab shop, while arguing about whether or not Venom were any good. Welcome to a fairly average Slough Feg Gig.
I don’t go to as many gigs as I’d like to anymore, but even my rare descents into the Camden Underworld have shown me that something weird is happening to Britain’s metal scene. The NWOBHM is making a comeback.
Because let's face it, there's no way Minions weren't created by Satan himself.
If there are any low budget horror makers reading, then you could do a lot worse than dusting off some old W.A.S.P albums for inspiration. Only you can save rock n’ roll.
This started out as a serious article. I was going to talk about the decline of the heavy metal movie, but then I had to re-watch some of these in the name of research, and I thought, “Balls to that."