movies, politics, religion

>Genocide Awareness Pt.2

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We all know about ”the six million Jews” figure, we hear about that everyday (you hardly have to be a news junkie to catch that). The Holocaust certainly was unique. But so was the extermination of possibly as many as sixty million Africans during the African slave trade, and so was the near-total extermination of one hundred million American Indians. You don’t hear about that quite as often.
As for American Indians, this was about the total extermination of entire cultural, social, religious, and ethnic groups. When speaking of the Holocaust, we make fine distinctions among the different populations of Europe, but lump ”Africans” and ”Indians” into one single category. Maybe this is one reason why these genocides – which are far worse in terms of sheer numbers of people killed – are being ignored? And of course, the uniqueness of the Jewish people (the People’s Front of Judea!), Jews as the chosen people, makes the Holocaust so much more special and important. This is where the Holocaust religion comes marching in.

If you’re interested in the boundary between anti-Zionism and anti-Semitism, Defamation ought to be a movie worthy of your interest. It is directed by Yoav Shamir, an Israeli Jew, who also made the amazing Checkpoint documentary.
Shamir is interested in non-violence based on game theory. In game theory [quoted from an IMDB review], “the ‘Prisoner’s Dilemma’ states that the only concern of each individual player (or ‘prisoner’) is to try to maximize his own advantage, without any concern for the well-being of the other players. Both players will be tempted to harm the other player even though they would both ultimately benefit more by cooperation”.
This pretty much describes the situation in Israel.

Related posts:
Genocide Awareness Pt.1
An introductory video (featuring additional links to previous posts of interest)
The Israel Lobby – What it is
The Cash
The Israel Lobby 2009
The Israel Lobby 2009 – Part Two

Watch the introduction of Defamation here.

Watch the introduction of Checkpoint here.

music, reviews, swedish

>SRM Reviews (#70 April 2010)

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>Published in Sweden Rock Magazine #70 April 2010.

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Demonoir – 5/10
Indie (Sound Pollution)

Knappt tio månader efter formexperimentet Revelations of the Black Flame (se recension i #62) är 1349 tillbaka med ett verk som blandar det experimentella med det traditionella. Vartannat stycke är mullrande oljudsmörker à la intro och vartannat pisksnabb black metal. Imponerande frenesi överlag, men knappast minnesvärt. Intron fyller sällan någon funktion och att här få sju sådana och sex vanliga låtar känns bara störande. Jag funderar även på om effekten av att lägga sången så frånskilt från övrigt material tillhör det experimentella. Det låter märkligt emellanåt.
Jämfört med debuten Liberation (2003) och sylvassa låtar som Manifest och Riders of the Apocalypse står detta sig jämmerligt slätt, vilket är synd på ett så kompetent band. Jag skulle uppskatta om de hittade tillbaka till de mästerliga styckena och det råa ljudet.

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Opeth
Blackwater Park – Legacy Edition – 9/10
Legacy/Sony

”Idiot. Sluta läsa omedelbart och spring iväg och tjacka vad som förmodligen redan nu är årets bästa album alla kategorier!” Så löd min fullständiga recension av Blackwater Park i Close-Up #44 för tio år sedan. Ett drygt decennium dessförinnan satt Mikael Åkerfeldt ute i Sörskogen och plinkade på det som sedermera skulle mynna ut i Opeth. 20 jävla år sedan…
Vi som avgudar bandet har våra favoritskivor. För mig är det Still Life (1999) som smäller högst, medan Ghost Reveries (2005) fortfarande är en besvikelse. Men betänk då att när Opeth är som sämst är de ändå bäst. Med Blackwater Park hittade gruppen hem på allvar. Ljudbilden klarnade, nyanserna fick större spelrum och gruppen kändes mer samspelt. Den inledande raden ”We entered winter once again” är för mig lika klassisk som när Churchill inleder Live After Death. Det säger en del om hur högt jag håller detta band.
Tio år senare kan jag ana en svacka i mitten av albumet, kring The Drapery Falls och Dirge for November, där arrangemangen inte är lika intrikata utan snarare mal på likt mörka mantran. Här känns opeth svagare och lätt apatiska.
Att många band har inspirerats av just Blackwater Park torde vara odiskutabelt. Lyssna exempelvis på Deathspell Omega och Hétoïmasia. Mästerverk inspirerar andra mästerverk. Så har det alltid varit inom konsten och Opeth är tveklöst konst för mig.
Den medföljande dvd:n är egentligen inte mycket att orda om. 35 minuters runkande i Studio Fredman, ungefär som en utdragen version av Harvest-videon. Ultratönten Steven Wilson kedjekäkar ostbågar och Moonchild-stölden avslöjas. Vi musikdokumentärnördar fröjdas ändå.
Att albumet denna gång även bjuder på en 5.1-mix bör få alla audiofiler att knäböja. Omslagsfetischisterna får sig ett nytt omslag. Själv lär jag aldrig sluta dyrka oavsett vilken mix eller vilket omslag som erbjuds.

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Triptykon
Eparistera Daimones – 8/10
Century Media (EMI)

Svanesången Monotheist (2006) var inget annat än monumental mysticism. Celtic Frost lämnade tveklöst scenen med flaggan i topp och de traditionalistiska skeptikerna med en kasse sura äpplen att bita i. Tom G. Warrior har dock mer att uträtta på denna gudsförgätna helvetesjord innan Satan sätter punkt. Efter att i årtionden ha stirrat djupt ner i avgrunden stirrar nu avgrunden tillbaka.
Triptykon och Eparistera Daimones är en så mörk och tung upplevelse att svart är en alldeles för blek färg att likna det hela vid. När inledande Goetia efter elva minuters briljans avslutas med ett mässande ”Lie upon lie/Mankind shall die” vet jag att detta är rätt. Efterföljande Abyss Within My Soul är krossande doomtyngd personifierad. In Shrouds Decayed lyser upp det kompakta mörkret för en stund. Men bara för en stund. Mörkret sluter sig.
Gitarrljudet är så tungt och förvridet att det emellanåt gränsar till rent oljudsmuller (lyssna på nittonminuterseposet The Prolonging). Men riffen finns där, om än djupt begravda i den gåtfulla myllan. Och det finns mycket mer att hämta. När halva skivan avverkats börjar man skönja spår av Tiamat, Fields of the Nephilim och kanske även Nine Inch Nails och Opeth. Det ålderdomligt ockulta blandas med det modernt metalliska och skivan växer för varje omgång.
Det är sannerligen ingen enkel platta att ta till sig. Även den intresserade uppmanas att lyssna extra noggrant, om och om igen. Till en början tyckte jag att helheten var aningen seg, men efter tredje varvet lossnade det. Nu dyrkas det här hemma i kistan.
Att H.R. Giger återvänder som omslagskonstnär – hans Satan I prydde Celtic Frosts To Mega Therion 1985 – får ses som en njutfull bonus. Vinylutgåvan är således ett absolut måste.
Triptykon lirar på årets Roadburnfestival om några veckor och jag ser verkligen fram emot en överdos av smutsig, svart monumentalism. UNH!

philosophy, politics

>Earth Hour

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Earth Hour makes me sick. It’s straight up hypocrisy, the masses being orchestrated by the media to turn out the lights for one hour once a year. Wow. Big deal. Everybody at the same time: We did it! We love life!
Earth Hour does practically nothing but speaks to our bad conscience.

Also, Earth Hour always starts at an hour where all big businesses are shut down. Instead of the big businesses taking responsibility for the destruction of the Earth and shutting down in the middle of the day, the joke’s on us: Turn out the lights on your free time, please, and welcome back to work tomorrow. Work, eat, consume, sleep.

Usually, I’m all for small actions leading to big change, but this, as well as the International Women’s Day and such manifestations, is like spitting in the face of real change. One hour, or one day, and then it’s all back to normal, i.e. the mindless egotistic destruction we always occupy our time with.
Mankind will never learn.

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Friedrich Nietzsche, On the Genealogy of Morals
But then how did that other “gloomy business,” the consciousness of guilt, the whole “bad conscience” come into the world?—And with this we turn back to our genealogists of morality. I’ll say it once more—or have I not said anything about it yet?—they are useless. With their own merely “modern” experience extending through only a brief period [fünf Spannen lange], with no knowledge of and no desire to know the past, even less a historical instinct, a “second sight”— something necessary at this very point—they nonetheless pursue the history of morality. That must justifiably produce results which have a less than tenuous relationship to the truth. Have these genealogists of morality up to now allowed themselves to dream, even remotely, that, for instance, that major moral principle “guilt” [Schuld] derived its origin from the very materialistic idea “debt” [Schulden]? Or that punishment developed as a repayment, completely without reference to any assumption about freedom or lack of freedom of the will?—and did so, by contrast, to the point where it always first required a high degree of human development so that the animal “man” began to make those much more primitive distinctions between “intentional,” “negligent,” “accidental,” “responsible,” and their opposites and bring them to bear when meting out punishment? That idea, nowadays so trite, apparently so natural, so unavoidable, which has even had to serve as the explanation how the feeling of justice in general came into existence on earth, “The criminal deserves punishment because he could have acted otherwise,” this idea is, in fact, an extremely late achievement, indeed, a sophisticated form of human judgment and decision making. Anyone who moves this idea back to the beginnings is sticking his coarse fingers inappropriately into the psychology of older humanity. For the most extensive period of human history, punishment was certainly not meted out because people held the instigator of evil responsible for his actions, and thus it was not assumed that only the guilty party should be punished:—it was much more as it still is now when parents punish their children out of anger over some harm they have suffered, anger vented on the perpetrator—but anger restrained and modified through the idea that every injury has some equivalent and that compensation for it could, in fact, be paid out, even if that is through the pain of the perpetrator. Where did this primitive, deeply rooted, and perhaps by now ineradicable idea derive its power, the idea of an equivalence between punishment and pain? I have already given away the answer: in the contractual relationship between creditor and debtor, which is, in general, as ancient as the idea of “legal subject” and which, for its part, refers back to the basic forms of buying, selling, bartering, trading, and exchanging goods.

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>The best albums of 2009

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Better late than never. Just when I was about to do this post my CP crashed and everything was lost – until now. Like I said earlier, I haven’t been quite up to par with what’s been happening musicwise in 2009, so most of this stuff is what I’ve encountered as a freelance writer for Sweden Rock Magazine.
Anyhow, hopefully you’ll find some interesting music when browsing through the list. I’d say that’s the sole purpose of all kinds of lists; to interact and discover stuff of personal value.

I haven’t got the time to write about all albums, so I’ll just write them down in no particular order. One of these albums caught my attention at a very late stage, though, and judging by how many times I’ve listened to it already, I’d say this is the album of 2009:  
Ormar i gräset, Roffe Ruff. Usually, I hate Swedish hiphop, but this is no joke.

To me, hiphop died a long time ago. Last time I heard a solid rap album was back in 2001 (Smut Peddlers Porn Again and Cannibal Ox The Cold Vein. I might add The Ownerz by Gang Starr, but it’s not rock solid). Swedish rap was dead before it was even born (some exceptions, like Looptroop, early Brigade, early Infinite Mass, MBMA, Chords, The Latin Kings, Mics of Fury…). That’s why I’m so amazed by the grim flow, the beats, the lyrics, the artwork, the image, the secrecy, the humour, the depth, the seriousness and awareness of real hiphop and real issues on this album. Roffe Ruff is the shit. And his music is for free. The album is available here for your pleasure. A new one is about to be released two days from now. I’d be damned if it’s as good as Ormar i gräset. Also, Raekwon released Only Built 4 Cuban Linx II, which was a total killer. Maybe hiphop is back on track?

With that said, let’s get on with the program.
Click on the band name for MySpace links.

RAP

Roffe Ruff – Ormar i gräset [DOWNLOAD]
Raekwon – Only Built 4 Cuban Linx II
O.C. & A.G. – Oasis
Blaq Poet – Tha Blaqprint
DOOM – Born Like This

MISCELLANEOUS

Dinosaur Jr – Farm
Dragontears – Tambourine Freak Machine
First Band From Outer Space – The Guitar is Mightier Than the Gun
Sunn O))) – Monoliths & Dimensions
Master Musicians of Bukkake – Totem One
Sonic Youth – The Eternal
Om – God is Good
Abramis Brama – Smakar söndag
Horisont – Två sidor av horisonten

METAL/PUNK

Funeral Mist – Maranatha
Griftegård – Solemn-Sacred-Severe
Teitanblood – Seven Chalices
Switch Opens – Switch Opens
Beherit – Engram
Portal – Swarth
Mastodon – Crack the Skye
Master’s Hammer – Mantras
Unanimated – In the Light of Darkness
Katharsis – Fourth Reich
Obliteration – Nekropsalms
Die Hard – Nihilistic Vision
Myrkr – Black Illumination
Slough Feg – Ape Uprising!
Switchblade – S/T
Kongh – Shadows of the Shapeless
Count Raven – Mammons War
Ocean Chief – Den förste
Archgoat – The Light Devouring Darkness
Ahab – The Divinity of Oceans
Cobalt – Gin
Bestial Holocaust – Temple of Damnation
Nefandus – Death Holy Death
Abandon – The Dead End
Arckanum – þþþþþþþþþþþ
Candlemass – Death Magic Doom
The Gates of Slumber – Hymns of Blood & Thunder
Necrophobic – Death to All
Tormented – Rotten Death
Nödvärn – Slutstationen
Anal Vomit – Gathering of the Putrid Demons
Tribulation – The Horror
Pyramido – Sand
Katatonia – Night is the New Day

People said 2009 was a bad year for good records. That’s 48 albums right there.
What did I forget?

music, quotes

>How can it feel this wrong?

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Till Maria

Oh, can’t anybody see,
We’ve got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.

How can it feel, this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.

Storm,
In the morning light,
I feel,
No more can I say,
Frozen to myself.

I got nobody on my side,
And surely that ain’t right,
Surely that ain’t right.

by Mattias Indy Pettersson