6 Reasons Why Morbid Angel’s Illud Divinum Insanus Is Better Than You Think!
It can't be as bad as you think it is, right?!
Morbid Angel’s Hardcore Fanbase Made Liking Illud Divinum Insanus A Crime!
Somehow, the United States of America elected Donald Trump. As of right now, it’s hard to imagine how that could possibly have happened, because very few people will openly admit to having voted for him for fear of being stoned to death.
Similar thing here. The album dropped, you went and bought it and formed your own opinions. Later that day, you were online when the massive shadow of some overweight conservative fell across you, spilling bits of pizza crust and chicken wing (metaphorically) over your PC monitor. You’ve made that fatal error of having a different opinion to someone else on the interweb. Get ready for a damn good stoning.
“So you bought the new Morbid album did you?”
“Uh… yeah, I-“
“It’s shit isn’t it?”
“Well, I’ve only just-“
“It’s shit man. If you dig this album you are not metal. PVC T shirt. Techno. I’m scared man. Let’s form a collective and make sure everyone we encounter is as pissed off about this as we are!”
Sadly, it didn’t end with knee jerk reactions propagated online. There was a kind of morbid (sorry) fascination in watching the band’s self immolation on tour following the release. Everyone loves a car crash and Trey had just gone blasting through the windshield of his ’94 Camaro, landing in a heap on the asphalt. As for that other guitarist he hired (Destrutazoid, Haemarrotron – or whatever the shit he called himself), he was apparently killed on impact.
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