Time to catch up on some more of this years Damnation line up for the forthcoming weekend. This time I’ll take a punt on Danish musician Amalie Brunn’s band better known as Myrkur. 

Much like the previous piece of homework in the shape of Nails it’s yet another band where I’ve seen the Blair Witch looking logo on regular intervals and read many good reviews. I’ve also read a lot of poor reviews, so they definitely seem to be one of those marmite kind of bands. 

I saw the name mentioned within the black metal genre which was a bit of an instant reason for me to not bother with it. Recently though I saw someone from a more hardcore background anticipating the release of recent album Mareridt so when I decided to do theses little scraps of homework Myrkur had to be one of the participants. 

Having listened to Mareridt once I think I need to listen to it again to form a coherent opinion of it. The first run through the 40 minutes has left me much more perplexed about the whole thing. 

The opening track is pretty much just vocals reminiscent of something Enya or Clannad might have put their name to. When Måneblôt kicks in with its Dark Throne style primal black metal blasts things get odd. Once the pace slows and something more folky interrupts briefly before more black metal rumblings bring it to a conclusion. 

From my limited knowledge of the black metal and folk metal genres, this album seems to amalgamate most of the styles of music that the Scandinavian countries have been renowned for within the extreme music scene over the last few decades. 

It’s not something I’d have willing purchased on a music buying trip, but thanks to the nominal outlay to Spotify each month its something I can get a handle on risk free. I’ll definitely be giving it another listen, and for comparison reasons I’ll give debut album M from 2015 a listen. But I don’t know if it’s because I actually like it or more from curiosity. 

Myrkur are second on the main stage and clash with Beyond Creation pummelling the fourth stage with their progressive death metal. I’ve seen neither band live so I’ll try to catch some of the Canadian’s set if the atmospherics of Myrkur don’t keep my attention for the whole duration. 


Welcome Home

Today marks the 29th anniversary, somewhere in the world, of King Diamond’s third opus “Them” hitting record stores, the first of two conceptual releases about “King’s” mentally ill grandmother. 

“Them” in this case are the voices that a young King hears around the house, and “they” are controlling King and Missy’s mother. It all ends up in death, mayhem and incarceration, then concluded (in a fashion) with the following release Conspiracy. 

Besides the mini post I’d featured a few weeks ago for the 31 songs in 31 days project I can’t comprehend that it’s taken me so long to post a second King Diamond track properly. December 2015 was my last foray in to the psyche of Kim Bendix Petersen, which really shocked me and that was only posted because it was a Christmas influenced piece of music. 

The Great Dane most definitely has a marmite sound. You either love his vocal delivery or hate it. I know a few people who like it for the musicianship, then their  interest dissipates as soon as Mr Petersen let’s rip. I enjoy that kind of vocal delivery and range  and I like the intricate tales that he weaves with his lyrics. It’d be interesting to view if any Hollywood moguls got involved in a reimagining if the two albums.  Failing that I’d like to see a “Them” tour. Over the last few years the band have been playing the seminal Abigail album in full and a concert DVD is in the pipeline, I’d really like to see that trend carried on with the following pair it albums. 

I got a bit confused with what track I was posting when I started tapping away as I initially looked for the Sleepless Nights promotional video, then I realised that was on the following album. My hopes were briefly dashed then I came across a video for Welcome Home, which I had never seen until this afternoon.  You’re never too old to learn something new! 

Heavy Metal Month Listening Challenge 23/31

Day 23 – A song about evil magic.

King Diamond – Voodoo

My first two thoughts were Black Magic and The Conjuring by Slayer and Megadeth respectively, then after day one I decided I wanted to spread out the tracks so it was back to the drawing board for all of ten seconds. 

I’m writing some of these on a dull Sunday morning and today – August 20th – would’ve been Dimebag Darrell’s 51st birthday and he plays a solo on this track. How’s that for some voodoo magic? 



Time for some quality European thrash metal on this fine Tuesday morning. Hailing from Taastrup, a suburb of Denmark’s capital city Copenhagen, is Artillery. 

Much like Death Angel yesterday they formed way back in 1982 with two brothers in the band – Michael Stützer on guitar and Morten on bass. The line up was completed with vocalist Per Onink, second guitarist Jørgen Sandau and Carsten Nielsen on the drum stool. 

By 1991 and after a trio of superb albums the band split, only to resurface seven years later for a fourth album. This stint only lasted until the millennium when another seven year hiatus was invoked – talk about the seven year itch! 

Since the latest reincarnation another four albums have surfaced with the latest output – Penalty by Perception – coming out early this year. Like so many bands from back in the day Artillery line ups haven’t been exactly stable apart from the Stützer’s. I make it fifteen extra people have been involved in the band at some point since 1982. 

Considering their love of the NWOBHM (their name is from a Tank track) and they were originally on a UK based label in the shape of Neat Records – once a home to Venom – it took them until 2014 to get over here.  


As with Exumer and Mortal Sin in the past I wasn’t expecting a visit any time soon so I took to the air and coincided a short break in Barcelona with the significant other just so I could see Artillery live at least once. They were on a Euro trek with Northern Ireland’s Gama Bomb, Torture Squad from Brazil and Norway’s Tantara. 

Fourteen months later the Dane’s were finally within the British Isles on a respectable seven date tour with Onslaught. Once again I coincided a birthday trip for my wife to Glasgow to catch the tour, then four days later on her actual birthday I made the short trip to Birmingham. Rather than sneakily arranging these trips it’d be so much easier if she liked more of my music, definitely more expensive though. Until I looked for the tour flyer I’d forgotten that Hatriot were going to be opening up proceedings, but Exodus sacked Rob Dukes and Steve Souza returned to his spiritual home. I would have liked to have seen Hatriot too. 


Neither of the turn outs at the two British shows I went to were overwhelmingly, but Artillery nailed it both nights and as much as I like Onslaught, they blew them off the stage twice. 

Here’s hoping that they take the plunge and slot in some more UK shows, but European club shows in 2017 would suffice. Manchester would suit me down to the ground, but I just get a buzz from attending shows in Holland and Germany. Then again if I had enough notice I’d be quite partial to a flying visit to Copenhagen again. 

No Presents For Christmas

Ah December is upon us. The season of joy to all men whilst wearing gaudy jumpers for the holiday season and being sociable to people you only ever seem to bump into around Christmas.

It’s the wife’s works Christmas party tomorrow so I suppose I’d better try and get into the spirit of things – with spirits will help of course. Here’s a delightful Yuletide ditty for anyone else getting ready for the festivities – even though for many Christmas will be celebrated a few days early inside the the numerous cinemas worldwide.

Danish vocalist Kim Bendix Petersen is better known by his alter ego King Diamond. King left (or temporarily disbanded) cult band Mercyful Fate in 1984 go solo with another two fifths of Mercyful Fate.

I can remember getting a copy of the bands sophomore album Abigail in 1987 or 1988 and being completely blown away by it. It was constantly in the ghetto blaster I “borrowed” from my sister and played the album relentlessly, even when I walked to my grandparents house and they only lived five doors up the street!!

King Diamond, the vocalist, is definitely a love / hate proposition. Most of his releases are concept albums weaving a tale about ghostly going ons. The Dane does all the parts and his falsetto vocals don’t appeal to some.

In the UK the band have been the antithesis of prolific, playing maybe half a dozen shows here in their three decade career. They headlined Friday night at 2013’s Bloodstock Festival and it remains one of my highlights from the history of the festival and I’ve been to every single one since its inception in 2003, so that’s a fair few bands to overhaul to reach the top of the pile. Musically the band were spot on, the stage show was there and King carried off all the vocal parts to perfection and for an outdoor festival the sound into the crowd was perfect and all the intricacies performed by the band were audible. My best friend isn’t a fan and he still rates it highly as one of the festivals best performances.

I already have a ticket for their show in London next June and hopefully I’ll be in the crowd at Hellfest.

No Presents For Christmas was King Diamond’s first solo release in 1985 as a 12″ single and actually released on December 25th. There’s no video made for this track and the live fan videos don’t do the song justice.