Last Christmas I was visiting a friend--amazingly, he is head of personnel of a hi-profile consultancy agency in Boston--who is obsessed by "black metal." Eventually, the ceremonical exchange of CDs ("give the gift of music") took place. I gave him some obscuro hard-to-find free jazz recording that I would probably enjoy more than he. He gave me a CD from the Norwegian band KVIKKSBLUGUTTENE called Krieg (Voices of Wonder, 1997). The band members--two thirds of whom are dead by now, I think--have the following names: "Necro," "Zathan," "Det skat du drite i." Some song titles are "Torture" "Anger" "More Murder" "Shout" "Sluts" "Violent Death" "Fisted Sisters" and "In den Arsch gefickt." The cover shows a black "urban guerilla" terrorist or mass murderer with a dismantled human hand in his mouth brandishing an automatic machine gun. My friend's words to me as he gave me this CD was that it "made Metallica look like a bunch of frat boys."
