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"Every tour, I would come home sick. Twice, I came home with double-pneumonia, and then I had to go back to work. Eventually, yeah, it just adds up. [If] I'm gonna get sick every tour with pneumonia and still have to go to work..? Yeah -- no, no -- I can't anymore. Flo was actually the one who brought it up -- we were in a pub together. [...] He looks at me and sees that I'm not well, [and said,] "You can't do this anymore. Why don't you bail out while you still have some semblence of health?""
"Sometimes in the modern day, it can be easy to forget how important Cryptopsy were to death metal. But in ’96, None So Vile was a mind-blowing distillation of the genre’s many elements. [...] Simply put, it was a no-holds-barred death metal album that could be taken wholly seriously due to the talent and inspiration put into it, in no small part due to the vocals and lyrics of frontman Lord Worm."
"For budding death metal fans, there are a series of vocal thresholds to cross before truly becoming a fan of the genre. One might start with the basic shout of Death’s Chuck Schuldiner, graduate into the rasp of Carcass’s Jeff Walker, and eventually enjoy the standard “cookie monster” approach most associated with death metal. But I don’t think you can honestly appreciate death metal until you’ve learned to love Lord Worm. There have been very few frontman in detah metal history who have sounded quite as inhuman. Many harsh vocalists try to sound demonic, but Lord Worm is the only man (besides maybe Demilich’s Antti Boman) who really sounds like he’s from a different world than ours. His array of growls, shrieks, grunts, and howls is unmatched, and he is never intelligible. Those grotesque, Baudelaire-like lyrics of his go to waste if you don’t read along (not that they’re much easier to understand with the words right in front of you. He blatantly skips syllables throughout [None So Vile])."
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwürdig geformten Höhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschöpft, das Abenteuer an dem großen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurück. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der größte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei auĂźer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!