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The secret of the zodiac
Jan. 18th, 2011 03:08 pmAfter hearing second-hand about the whole misalignment of the zodiac thing, I was disappointed to find out that it was something that had been misinterpreted on its way through the Internet and that it only applies to an idea of the zodiac that the Western world has never cared about. Not that I believe in any notion that the slight movement of burning balls of gas billions of miles away could affect or indeed care about the life of Bert Chav of Glumthorpe, or that the people who peddle this belief are not fantastic git-wizards - I just thought that a change would be quite exciting, what with the signs that we've known all our lives like Aries the Ram, Taurus the Bull and Bubsy the Bobcat being mixed up and joined by a new friend called Bernard the Shovel or something. And I realized that many people who did put too much stock in these ideas would have crises as they realized they had to laser off the tattoos of their birth-assigned squiggle, and it was a thought that I found mildly bloody hilarious.
It wasn't to be in the end, but the whole story also suddenly reminded me of an album called 'Astrology' by CAGE, an example of that rare breed of power metal bands from America, that occasionally fought its way on to the stereo in the school common room. This is the only song of theirs that I ever downloaded, and must also be the most unfortunately-titled song I've ever encountered unless the term "final solution" doesn't have anywhere near the same meaning in America as in Europe. (What am I saying - I bet it doesn't.)
I was never an enormous fan of them, but they're at the edge of where my musical tastes could have gone if a couple of dials had been adjusted. I remember that their vocalist, Sean Peck (AKA Mirror Universe Bill Bailey) said that their stated mission was to perform a harder style of power metal, not like the European variety which he likened to church choirs, but something that would somehow - at least in his own head - be taken more seriously.
Which I could have believed until they went and put this into it. No matter how hard you try, you cannot make power metal narration less than hysterical.
It wasn't to be in the end, but the whole story also suddenly reminded me of an album called 'Astrology' by CAGE, an example of that rare breed of power metal bands from America, that occasionally fought its way on to the stereo in the school common room. This is the only song of theirs that I ever downloaded, and must also be the most unfortunately-titled song I've ever encountered unless the term "final solution" doesn't have anywhere near the same meaning in America as in Europe. (What am I saying - I bet it doesn't.)
I was never an enormous fan of them, but they're at the edge of where my musical tastes could have gone if a couple of dials had been adjusted. I remember that their vocalist, Sean Peck (AKA Mirror Universe Bill Bailey) said that their stated mission was to perform a harder style of power metal, not like the European variety which he likened to church choirs, but something that would somehow - at least in his own head - be taken more seriously.
Which I could have believed until they went and put this into it. No matter how hard you try, you cannot make power metal narration less than hysterical.
