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This was the cover for Issue #7 of THE GRIMOIRE OF EXALTED DEEDS magazine. During those days, printers were horrified by the art, and three vehemently rejected the job before one did so in secret, but the art was stolen ( or destroyed) by the printer.
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Listening to this album inflicts the same sadness as when I see “The Crow” because I know that this will be the last offering by the artist. It is ironic that Warrel sings, “Mother is the Word for god” – a line from the movie “The Crow” (and it is sorrowfully coincidental that I recently met the writer of the graphic novel prior to hearing the song).
It is hard to hear “Kill me in my dreams” – I wonder if Warrel was conscious when he died.
The guitar on this album seems imitative of Jeff Loomis at times, a tad shameful, not so much for the mimicry, but because the style isn’t why I like the music – it is, and always was, Warrel’s voice that carried the tune.
There are some new approaches, however.
It doesn’t seem necessary to review this album – it will be heard out of respect, curiosity, or a friend’s insistence.
I am grateful that enough was salvaged to finish this final work. Another Great One is gone, and I see no replacements for those we lost. Farewell.
I had not seen the movie until now, so I have no nostalgic blindness that makes me overlook the stupidity.
This movie is one of the reasons why horror is considered a low form of cinema. There are too idiotic parts to make this anything but a dalliance. Perhaps that is all that one wishes in a horror movie, but there are some horror movies that are cerebral, or that provide more than cool shots here and there.
Before I begin ridiculing the movie, I would like to point out that there is one very good aspect, and that is the inclusion of nudity. It comes from a time when there wasn’t as much fear to show the female form.
Lucio Fulci’s ZOMBIE
Another positive thing that can be noted is that the zombies in some scenes appear to be dead. Their faces do not change expression, which makes them appear undead. I favor this depiction, but of course, the movie has zombies that look like someone was reading too many newspaper pages and smudged ink in their faces.
The action is ridiculous. Molotov cocktails are prepared. When thrown, inside a dwelling, of all places, they miss a gang of zombies completely. While the fire burns, another bottle is hurled, but the shot that was previously in flames now appears as if no fire had ever occurred there. This happens again. It was so stupid that I actually laughed.
The zombies are noisy and lumbering retards, but they manage to appear like ninjas, suddenly and silently behind people who are on guard. There is also a zombie in the ocean who adroitly fights a shark. The funniest straying from zombie behavior is when a woman’s hair is grabbed, and she is pulled into a shard of wood. If a zombie just goes around biting people and acts retarded, how would it suddenly devise such a tactic?
This brings me to the behavior of the humans. Older movies like these seem to show people as idiots who forget self defense when there is a monster. A woman is grabbed only by a few strands of hair, and as her face is pulled toward a sharp splinter of wood, all she can do is look at the object in total stupidity and fear. If you ever play-wrestled a girl, you know that they are masters of squirming out of any hold. So this legendary scene that reportedly horrified audiences was actually a source of laughter for me. It was just too stupid to be taken seriously. I would use it in a comedy, actually.
There are other silly bits of action and behavior, like when a person driving a jeep to escape zombies isn’t paying attention to the road. In front of him there is a zombie. Instead of running over it, the driver reacts as if it is an insurmountable barrier, and then he drives out of control and slams into a tree after a minute. Why didn’t he use the breaks. To make matters more silly, a backseat passenger tears the front of his ankle.
The story elements are ignorant or boring. Perhaps the special effects at one time were considered good, but I found them to be funny. I watched the movie more an an outsider who was trying to see this as someone from the past would have, but I had to change attitude and view it as a comedy. There was no substance, nothing nightmarish, and nothing interesting, side from the exquisite form of the topless actress.
When I played Fallout 3, I wondered why there wasn’t a massive multiplayer world like World of Warcraft that was set in a post-apocalyptic world similar to that of Fallout.
When Fallout 76 was announced, I felt like a dream came true. But the dream became a nightmare.
The disappointment was immediate., however, I forced myself to play because I hoped that the disillusionment was just a matter of me not being accustomed to the changes.
The social aspect was retarded. When I encountered the first actual person, he communicated with the equivalent of an emo-gee. By the way, anyone who uses an emo-gee when writing to me is immediately dismissed as a simpleton. Adults use words.
I was a fool for expecting the social experience of World of Warcraft. I don’t expect games that are played on consoles to bear the same text-chat of the Blizzard game, but the emo-gee limitation was almost enough for me to take the disc out and sell it.
I had imagined bands of people grouping together to become raiders, protectors, and other options. There was not even a hint of this. In the time that I have been playing, the only interactions have been the handful of retarded emo-gee communication, and the three times that I was attacked, which seemed more like player boredom than malice.
The social aspect was non-existent.
The worst part of the game is a nag to eat and drink. I don’t know why the game forces a player to do this. When Grand Theft Auto introduced that, it made me hate the game. But it is far worse in Fallout 76. You get nagged EVERY 10 MINUTES !!! You even get nagged when you are in combat!!! This is not an exaggeration.
Yes, I would have complained if I had to eat and drink even if it was a nag once a week. Why not have a nag to defecate and urinate? The game is not realistic. I fall five stories without a scratch in some areas, and in other areas I fall ten feet and die. My character can hop up five feet, but cannot walk over a small branch (I have to jump over that tiny obstacle).
I tried to love the game despite the frustration and disappointment. There were a couple of hours when I pretended that I know nothing about Fallout games and that I was in a Walking Dead episode, but the nag for eating and drinking kept taking me out of the pretend -reminding me that the game isn’t anything like I thought it would be, and even there were no predecessors, this game is just a time sink.
I stopped playing because I realized that it’s not going to get better unless there is a new game and I get a refund for what I have suffered.
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This interview was conducted on a camcorder years ago. The reason why it surfaced in a mostly-unedited form here is to show another side of Warrel Dane.
Warrel Dane and Bill Zebub became friends after a fan of Bill’s showed Warrel Dane an issue of THE GRIMOIRE OF EXALTED DEEDS magazine that highly praised a Nevermore album during a tour. Warrel and Bill’s fan exchanged contact information, and it was suggested that Warrel and Bill meet at a New Jersey venue, which was Obsessions in Randolph.
After that first meeting, the friendship and familiarity grew , and the comfort level is evident in this drunken interview. There is a serious interview conducted a few months before Warrel’s death. It was just 10 minutes or so, sort of as an antidote to the comical chats that were captured throughout the years. There was to be a longer, interview during a future tour, but death prevented that.
Please enjoy this night of absurdity. Bill Zebub was going to post it sooner, but he did not Warrel’s death to be the reason why people watched. Watch this to see another side that only a friend, and a clown, like Bill Zebub brought out…. oh, yes, and the vodka. Don’t forget the vodka.
