Welcome to the new Metal Monday. Lets step on back from the growls and blast beats for one second and appreciate something a little more old school. This is track five off of Warp Riders, the new CD from the stoner metal/rock outfit, The Sword. It's a little different than the usual fare from the ThoughtVomit's metal crew but this song is motherfuckin' epic (especially the last 2 and half minutes). It's like if Eric Clapton wrote a song after taking a few bong rips and listening to the first couple Black Sabbath CD's.
Ok now this chair only has a history (some of which is probably still encrusted within it) with a few people, but what "good" history it is.
I bought the chair from the scratch and dent floor of Bob's Discount Furniture in West Springfield in the fall of 2004. The chair had a tough 6 year life, braving countless nuclear farts, piss, vomit, actual shit, and the occasional pump and dump (which i never did on my own chair btw) but through it's life it never disappointed. I recently brought ole blue down to do the big recycling center in the sky and laid her to rest.
Between Richmond and Williston on 89. Crane charge to pick boat up and place on a different trailer. Boat transported to Shipyard to be unloaded. Broken mast, totaled trailer, boat damages (of course) and Rented van to pull boat FUCKED. Let alone any other fees across the way. Here's the kicker - NO INSURANCE. Whoa
Rob, please have this guy sing at your wedding. please.
I wanna know the context behind this performance, where is he? who's watching this? and what's their reaction. This guy obviously doesn't care, he's just going for it. At 0:38 I think he felt his performance was lacking so he needed to kick it up a notch.