What Are You Listening to Now 7.0

Bolt Thrower - War Master

It's pretty tame when compared to contemporary extreme metal, but to my ears no one plays this particular style of slow, steamroller-style brutality better than Bolt Thrower.

@Bramblethorn : I wish Lord of the Lost the best but we'll probably end up with an insufferable piece of drivel like the last few years.
 
Just occasionally, I actually watch some sort of musical
(they ain't high on my 'to watch' list). Naturally, if it includes some sort of attractive female, this can help.
But THIS ONE has the gorgeous Vera Ellen:-

 

ROSÉ (from BlackPink) - Don't Look Back In Anger (Oasis) Live Studio Cover​


This one's a bit different. Live studio recording, no editing, no mixing, no frills.

 

ROSÉ (from BlackPink) - Viva La Vida (Coldplay) Live Studio Cover​

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
“Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!”

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can’t explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn’t believe what I’d become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
 
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