No, not the band. Genesis as in birth of something. The birth of this blog, in this particular case. See what I have done, and behold, and it is good. In fact, it is more than merely good – it is the truth. The only truth you need. Or in other words, The Truth.
The truth about what, you say? Everything, dufus. But music, in particular. Now I’ve used the word “particular” twice in the article, and you’re probably thinking that my vocabulary has an alarming shortage of depth. That is very much the case. Now I’ve used “case” twice. Fuck. I also use bad words, ’cause I’m a bad man. So sue me.
This blog will be a safe haven for all morons who like to read über-honest, semi-rambling walls of text about music (and probably other stuff as well, like movies, ice hockey, My Little Pony and other manly stuff), written by an über-moron of epic proportions, a self-professed god of sarcasm and incoherence, a Demon of Dritt, a Beelze-Bob of Bullshit and your favorite Finn.
The first proper chapter is in the works, and should be up shortly. It will feature a great band from Sweden featuring a mastermind vocal/guitarist, who is not Quorthon nor Jon Nødtveidt. According to Google, his mug is full of this:
In the meantime, if you’d like to torture yourself with other exploits of yours truly, check out this link. Or this one. Or this other one. Or this one. Here are some videos. And another blog/website. And this is Sparta.
Auf wiedersehen, and as always – hail Crom.