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When you factor in all the time spent fashioning necklaces from fragments of people's skulls and pushing hundreds of nails through leather gauntlets, Black Metal is really just an extended crafting circle with occasional flute intros. That's why it's such a relief to see guys like this take a step out of the closet and say "You know what? I'm a knitter. No more hiding my light under a cracked leather bushel. This is who I am." He's like Harvey Milk but for people who've jerked off to a Marduk album.
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