Photographer: Gretchen Heinel
Based in: New York, NY
This photograph was taken in February 2013. I don’t, by any stretch of the imagination, consider myself a fashion photographer. However, I do like to work with clothing and accessory designers, and often I’ll get inspiration for an entire shoot just from looking at one particularly unique bit of wearable art. In the case of this shoot, the bird wing wrist cuffs were that bit of inspiration. I put together a shoot based on ritual and evocation and levitating spirits. Since I shoot film and don’t know a whole lot about post-processing, I had to rely on practical effects in order to have our spirit/demon/angel/creature levitate convincingly. I collaborated with hook suspension artist Miss Gisella Rose (pictured), so that the issue of suspending an individual off the ground wasn’t so much an obstacle to overcome as a chance to add another layer of depth and dreaminess to the shoot. In this photo, there’s a little snow on the ground – Gisella is such a trooper, she was hanging up there for approximately 40 minutes in freezing weather, completely nude. I love that lady.
Date: 2013 12 01
Venue: Rockefeller, Oslo, Norway
Carcass is undisputably one of the cornerstones in the evolution of grindcore and extreme metal, and their first albums ripped new a-holes to a whole generation of unknowing metalheads that newer knew what hit them. Of course, honour & glory goes out to John Peel that played Carcass on his BBC radio show, but the evidence remains loud and clear: Carcass has a real solid catalogue of heavy-as-fuck songs that would convince even deaf people that metal is sovereign as a higher form of art. Add the gory covers and the lyrical intricacies, and yes, you have a winner.
After years in the depths of oblivion, Carcass slowly began doing reunion shows, and all of a sudden there was an album circulating the digital heap of junk (aka ‘internet’). I mean, I’m still listening to Heartwork with a smile on my face, and here’s this new album? Surgical Steel? Sounds familiar and contingent to the Carcass stylesheet. Well, you probably got suckerpunched as much as any of us: The album was decent. Hell, it was above decent, and it delivered the signature melodic riffs like a motherfucker, gurgling vocals and blastbeats like clockwork. It was all good.
The latest release from OvO, Italy’s audacious sonic experimentalists (and Supernatural Cat labelmates to the almighty Ufomammut), Abisso has proven to be a challenge for reviewers to adequately describe – in short, it’s a unique recording, both heavy and strange; these songs are equal parts snarling feedback, bludgeoning riffs, Bruno Dorella’s blunt-force percussion and the otherworldly growls and caterwauls of Stefania Pedretti (vocals, guitar).
If hallucinating Yanomami shamans started a band performing early Ministry covers (specifically, “Cannibal Song” and “Breathe”), it might sound like second track, “Tokoloshi” (see below for a taste of the band’s giallo-esque visual aesthetic); Alan Dubin’s (Khanate, OLD) guest vocals on “A Dream Within A Dream” further cements the album’s mix of caustic rock into a surreal foundation, which is ultimately topped by the billowing tattered canvas of closing jam “Fly Little Demon”, with Carla Bozulich and her band, Evangelista.
Altar of Betelgeuze from Finland is a young band that are creating some sticky riffs that many people are going to to be getting high on very soon! Their soon to be released album Darkness Sustains The Silence comes out on Jan. 1st via Memento Mori. What makes this band interesting is that they take chances with their sound and are creating doom on their own terms. CVLT Nation has the honor of streaming the new Altar of Betelgeuze tune “The Approaching Storm” below…Now spark up your bong and get your DOOM ON!
Check out this very rare documentary The Power Of The Witch from 1971. This film was only aired once and not very much is known about it. This an interesting look at the British occult world during the 70′s.
Suren Manvelyan is a photographer based in Yereven, Armenia, who has brought us a viewpoint on humanity that we normally can’t see. His series of macro human eye photography, Your Beautiful Eyes, has gained him global recognition as a photographer, as it should. His photos show the short-sightedness of human reasoning – the assumption that there are a limited range of eye colors, which we often portray as one-dimensional, uniform colors: blue, brown, black, green etc. In reality, when the human eye is examined in Manvelyan’s photos, you can see that the color spectrum is much more varied in each individual eye, and that our iris is a multi-textured, sinewed and spongy curtain that is as distinct as a fingerprint. In fact, they kind of remind me of Dune – looking at many of these I expect a Sandworm to come bursting out of the black pits of the pupils.Manvelyan has also done a series of photos of animal eyes, which are equally stunning, and I recommend you check them out! Below is a huge gallery of his macro human eye photography…
It’s fucking ON! New music from HIGH ON FIRE, plus it’s in the form of a demented visual for their new song “Slave the Hive”. These metal hellions are now on tour with our comrades in doom Windhand and Norwegian heavy mongers Kvelertak, so make sure to catch them on the road! In the meantime, get ballistic with HIGH ON FIRE – dive right into “Slave the Hive”!
Do books and movies make you want to do things like razor-slash shoplifters and axe your landlord’s daughter? In Dario Argento’s Tenebre, Peter Neal’s books inspire a violent killing spree. Well. I once knew a guy who torched a church because of black metal. So the answer is: YES.
Have you ever lusted for hot, bloody summer camp sex (no bra) because of Sleepaway Camp? Have you ever wanted to try prostitution because it looked so glam on Elisabeth Shue? It can be as simple as wishing you were shipwrecked in the Blue Lagoon with your naked crush. Or as tragic as being with a guy because he reminds you of Sid Vicious (and maybe even wishing he will stab you one day).
Media inspires us. And if it doesn’t inspire you, you are probably really boring and not bangable. But guess WHAT? Inspiration is everywhere. Like in the News. How many of you are totally inspired to write a steamy coke sex fan fic about Rob Ford?
If someone turns around and says Brazil and d-beat, the first thing that may enter your mind is Besthöven, to no surprise either. The one man band’s crusty onslaught is certainly one of Brazil’s finest punk exports, but in the last few years Deaf Kids have really been causing a stir with their own brand of fiery raging d-beat.
Similarly, the band is actually the brainchild of just one guy, Douglas Leal, who has helmed a couple of records with Deaf Kids thus far, most notably 6 Heretic Anthems for the Deaf and last year’s searing I Am The Sickness, which is a particular standout from the pack. While all belligerent slabs of punk aggression, sometimes a change is in order and this latest record The Upper Hand treks into some newer plains.