I'll add to this periodically. let's start with Austrian Death Machine!

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=79967247

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Whenever a new band comes out I often hear it said, "that's exactly what you'd expect from a heavy band." I beg to differ. Austrian Death Machine is exactly what you should hear from a heavy band. - a continuously fast paced tempo you can always circle pit to - the obvious build up to a breakdown you'll know how to mosh to - classic sing alongs we to pile up and sing along with - a guitar solo in every song And yes... I would never leave out the obvious key component. Cliche vocals that sound really angry! None of this scary screaming with makeup or goofy lows that we can all make under our breath. Lastly, let move onto lyrical content. I've heard plenty of metal bands steal lyrics from angry fourth graders that hate going to church or don't want to clean their rooms. Now it's time to steal lyrics from the great minds of Hollywood screen writers that at least made it to sixth grade. Don't miss listening to the hit track "Rubber Baby Buggy Bumpers." Bottom line, Austrian Death Machine is fast, pissed, brutal and every song has a guitar solo. You won't find fantasy lyrics or overly poetic personal jargon. There are only forcefully chanted, testosterone drive phrases that our sweet governor Arnold would approve of. Austrian Death Machine is a tribute to the great Arnold movies. It is a band fronted by Ahhnold with music I wrote and recorded in my free time. But, most importantly, I had so much fun!

yes. a thrash metal band that centers around arnold schwartzinwhatever.

alestorm

http://www.myspace.com/alestorm

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The day is the seventh of June, 1692. The place: Port Royal, Jamaica. A fearsome earthquake demolishes most of the surroundings and causes the drowning of almost 2/3 of the city and the death of close to half of the people in it. The locals that survived reffered to the disaster as an "Act of God" because of the city's sinful reputation. The locals did not know that the real cause of that earthquake was just a couple of miles into the Caribbean sea, in the form of four scotish pirates - A guitarist, a bassist, a drummer and a vocalist with a keytar, jamming on a ship named "The Alestorm" - had just struck that fatal pinch harmonic. Originally starting out as a two piece metal band, unsatisfied with anything they had head locally at the time, Gavin Harper and Christopher Bowes decided to form what was to become the joy of many pub landlords around! After recording and releasing an independant EP in Gavin's home studio in early 2006, a following quickly developed and requests were made to form a complete band and take this on the road. After some pot luck and blind hiring of musicians neither of them had met or heard play at the time, bassist Dani Evans and drummer Doug Swierczek were recruited and five days after everyone first met each other, a filled to the brim gig in Dundee. The band then set it's sights on writing and recording a second EP after popular request. This time, performing as a full band, a whole new dynamic kicked in and as a result, the second EP was received even more positively than the first and as such, drew the band to even higher heights and as such, got a personal invitation to appear on Metal Hammer's Battle Metal V cd with other such bands as Týr, Firewind, Hammerfall and Blind Guardian. By now, word was spreading around the UK and beyond. The band's forum quickly became one of the most active and largest on UltimateMetal.com and the Myspace was receiving daily shiploads of friend-adds as well as radio airplay over Europe and North America In early 2007, the band suffered a minor setback as drummer Doug Swierczek left the crew. He was swiftly replaced by band friend and talented drummer Ian Wilson. With a fresh new outlook and much more freedom to create the style of music the band longed to create, they began writing the material to Captain Morgan..s Revenge. The album was recorded in LSD Studio by Lasse Lammert, the infamous Ingo Römling (Leaves’ Eyes, Týr) took care of the artwork, and Steve Brown (Nile, Lacuna Coil, Turisas) came on board as Alestorm’s photographer. Captain Morgan's Revenge was released worldwide in January 2008, on Napalm Records. Join the crew and let the raid begin!

this is seriously an awesome band. pirate heavy metal! my favorite is song is "wenches and mead."

f-disk

http://www.myspace.com/fdiskband

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It was what should have been a typical summer day May 8, 1990. It was the middle of Operation Sundevil, a nationwide hacker crackdown. Many people involved in computers during that period may recall prominent raids in the Phoenix area. There is one raid that was hidden in the darkest cabinet of the most forgotten cubicle. That raid is the not so humble beginning of FDISK. They had no names. Neither public records nor cyberspace handles showed any trace of these five men. Members of the Secret Service had been tipped off by several prominent religious figures. Technology was the tool of the beast, and using it five men would bring about the apocalypse. These claims were unfounded until a series of security compromises began to arise in an exacting pattern to that provided them. They took off for Los Angeles post-haste. If the predictions were true, they would only have nine hours to stop the end of the world. They arrived with little time to spare. They stormed the building and smashed through the doors to the basement of an unobtrusive home in suburbia. What they saw was so terrible they would forever be without the base of sanity man has taken for granted. These men sat in thrones of bone and viscera. Their eyes were wild but intelligent with a supra-perceptible intent of malice and cruelty. Five laptops were attached to a central server on which the bloodied remains of a lamb's head stared with avarice of the living. The civilian expert from the phone company promptly vomited and blanched. “Put your hands on the table, stand up, and slowly back away from the computers.” commanded one of the Secret Service operatives who had been assigned to the case. The largest of the figures turned slightly so that the image on the monitor in front of him was visible. They stood mesmerized as the deacon they had brought with them picked up a fire ax and buried it into the spine of the head operative. One monitor flashed briefly and was overtaken by a baphomet in a pentagram. Somewhere an Italian composer who had previously spoken against the bourgeois lifestyle of the time collapsed, having breathed his last. One of the agents fired a round into the deacon as he went to assault an attending priest. His chest imploded spraying blood and entrails into the crowded room. The second monitor flashed briefly and was filled with a cloven foot marked 666 burning in hellfire. This time a north Irish clergyman who had helped end the hunger strikes of the IRA fell dead of a heart attack. The second figure stood up and stood next to the first. The priest grabbed the ax from the fallen deacon and slammed it into the nearby electrical conduit. The lights went dim except for the glow of the of the monitors and the ignited flesh of the priest. It was around this time the federal agents came to their senses and opened fire. The rounds sent chunks of flesh falling to the ground. For every bullet that pierced the hardware hellfire and molten brimstone erupted out. The largest of the figures spoke, "Aid us Great Cthulhu! We bring you sacrifices of flesh and mind. From the bottom of R'lyeh you shall slumber no more!" Molten brimstone from the computer hardware quickly pooled onto the concrete floor. In a burst of acrid smoke an avatar of the Elder God Cthulhu appeared. He held the intruding men at bay with but a gaze of contemptuous ire. The figures spoke at once. "Odin, Allfather, one of your own needs watching over this night. Odin, Allfather, father of the Valkyries, offer us your protection and a showcase of your might. Odin, Allfather, give us the strength of Mjolnir, Thor's irresistible hammer. Odin, Allfather, send down mighty Gungnir and we shall be victorious. We shall together see what fools these mortals be!" The overwhelming sound of thunder filled the room and a bolt of lightning smashed into the ground, disrupting even the avatar of Cthulhu. During these events two more monitors flashed crimson. One adorned with an image of Azazel, the other with a serpent coiled around a fang dripping with blood. In mere moments, the machinery would unlock a portal to the throne of Hell itself. Odin would be victorious and they would be given all the splendor and spoils of the damned. In the fleeting moments that remained, one of the operatives regained his awareness. He fired a specially treated round into his stomach and the world was filled with a fire that could out-burn Hell itself. The computers and everything else in the room were annihilated ... except FDISK. The collapse of the vortex to Hell sucked them directly into the throne room of the Prince of the Damned himself. If FDISK wanted to retain their souls and their self-awareness, they would assist him in usurping the other planes -- including Valhalla.

i cant even say anything that would trump that description.

Dr. Killgore

http://www.myspace.com/drkillgore

Influences: death, dying, human sacrifice...
Sounds Like: the apocalypse.

not what you'd expect actually. they have sogns about cris benoit, terri schiavo, and the crocodile hunter.