A grim and frostbitten gay bar

There, someone finally said it. Perverting nine bona fide black metal hymns through a carnal lens of feminine electronica and androgynous house, and kicking off the whole debauched affair with a spoken-word rendition of an insurgent Radical Faery poem by gay activist Arthur Evanshe exposes the latent homosexual tendencies underlying not just the often laughable overcompensations of a testosterone-fueled musical genre, but of homophobia in its widest manifestations.

Why Do The Heathen Rage? Beyond this toying with chauvinist hysteria, the reclothing of black metal in electronic garb evokes a novel perspective not only on certain individuals who enjoy growling like Satan, but also on gay individuals. However, few of these contemplations of the deeply subtextual, multi-signifying nature of Why Must The Heathen Rage?

Moreover, despite the possibility that its guiding premise might have been little more than a juvenile, throwaway idea, Daniel has successfully harnessed this concept to produce an impressively cohesive art object on all fronts, one that yields perhaps the most provocative statement any musician is likely to make all year.

Grim and Frostbitten Gay Bar

It just might be a little too provocative for some. Invocation for Strength Black Metal Sadomatic Rites Ready to Fuck Satanic Black Devotion Beholding the Throne of Might Let There Be Ebola Frost Buried by Time and Dust Maniac Grim and Frostbitten Gay Bar. This section is a work-in-progress, so expect its definition to be in perpetual flux.

Black metal is gay. December 14,