They Don't Have a Name for It vol. 6

This is actually happening.



HIDEOUS GNOSIS
Black Metal Theory Symposium
December 12, 2009
The Public Assembly
70 North 6th St
Brooklyn, NY
1:00-7:00 p.m.
$10 cover

A gathering dedicated to the mutual blackening of metal and theory.

I: 1:00-2:15
The Light that Illuminates Itself, the Dark that Soils itself: Blackened Notes from Schelling’s Underground
Steven Shakespeare
The Counter-Reformation in Stone and Metal: Spiritual Substances
Erik Butler
BAsileus philosoPHOrum METaloricum
Scott Wilson
(moderator: Niall Scott)

II: 2:20-3:30
Transcendental Black Metal
Hunter Hunt-Hendrix
Anti-Cosmosis: Black Mahapralaya
Nicola Masciandaro
Perpetual Rot: Obsessive Cycles of Deterioration
Joseph Russo
(moderator: Steven Shakespeare)

Interlude: 3:30-4:30
Nader Sadek, Baptism in Black (Phase II)
Sym-posium (together-drinking)

III: 4:30-5:45
‘Remain true to the earth!’: Remarks on the Politics of Black Metal
Benjamin Noys (in absentia)
The Headless Horsemen of the Apocalypse
Evan Calder Williams
Black Confessions and Absu-lution
Niall Scott
Meaningful Leaning Mess
Brandon Stosuy
(moderator: Scott Wilson)

IV: 5:50-7:00
Black Metal and Evil
Aspasia Stephanou
Red in a World of Black: A Discussion of Blood in Black Metal
Murray Resinski
‘Goatsteps behind my steps’: Black Metal and Ritual Renewal
Anthony Sciscione
(moderator: Erik Butler)

wowzers.... as if black metal wasn't enough of a bad joke already. can't i just listen to "Chainsaw Gutsfuck" in my room and make super-villain faces in my mirror like the old days? can't we just rip off Celtic Frost (poorly but ugly and therefore siiiick) and hate shit anymore? must we have this nadir of pretentious crap, which does little more than reinforce the fact that 90% of the genre is now wallowing in bullshit ego and watered down imagery?

You're not thoughtful... you're not deep.... you steal riffs and worship snow and goats.

i'll take the sketchy psychopathic lunatic fringe of the real underground black metal scene over a flock of sophomoric collegians in black Snuggies waxing douchebag about essentially vapid "theories" with regards to their I-Pod playlist .

save me, Antaeus;