Warchants of The Cythraul Clan

 
In times before the over exploitation of BLACK/DEATH Metal underground to foreign eyes, the gigs meant something more than a musical event. It was gathering of wolves and hounds ready to shed blood, to spread like wildfire.

The bands were not just musicians. They were knights in black leather. Barbarians in spikes, chains and warpaint. Executioners riding directly from the steel kingdoms of a dark heroic fantasy epic.

Lets take a glimpse from these nights that long gone. Ladies and Gentlemen, here is the Southern Abyssic Communion of ABSU, the KONX OM PAX directly from the Celtic Underworld:

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Resound The Jericho Trumpet

"A less obvious modification was one that, nevertheless, endowed the Stuka with a fearsome reputation: each undercarriage leg was provided with a mounting for a siren, a so-called Jericho Trumpet. This produced the Stuka's characteristic diving screece which had such an adverse effect on enemy morale as the dive-bombers supported Germany's early conquests in 1939-41."

Taken from

John Ward "Hitler's Stuka Squadrons"

(the JU 87 at war 1936-1945)

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Black Solstice Conjurations

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Eternal Summer

 ETERNAL SUMMER

Taken from

CELTIC FROST`s "To Megatherion"  (1985)

The pyramids tremble, darken the sun, (the) sky tums red
They reached the wall of no return (and the) breeze has stopped
Who wore the crown will never be known - might is broken
For all we'll drown into the sand - what will remain?

Inverted horizons, denied truth and blinded eyes
The Titans arise, the monuments fall, we cannot halt
Wishful pleads at last came true, some always knew
The clouds burn - or is it fire? ... the gods wince

Human pride and megalomania - The Titans watched it all
The trace led to nowhere - Wrath had to come
As ushers at the gates - To ecstasy and excess
AII turn their backs - They won't give us any rest

(The) fires won't redeem, illuminated's the night - the eternal summer
When they came high from the sphere on shrieking wings ...
Now they're trapped to the ground, to heat and dust
And the eye is glowing above ...

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 CELTIC FROST's Origin on the Rise and Fall of Civilization

The Sounds of The Summer Solstice

 

SUMMER

Sonnet 

by 

ANTONIO VIVALDI

"Beneath the blazing sun's relentless heat
men and flocks are sweltering,
pines are scorched.
We hear the cuckoo's voice; then sweet songs of the turtle dove and finch are heard.
Soft breezes stir the air….but threatening north wind sweeps them suddenly aside. The shepherd trembles, fearful of violent storm and what may lie ahead.

His limbs are now awakened from their repose by fear of lightning's flash and thunder's roar, as gnats and flies buzz furiously around.

Alas, his worst fears were justified, as the heavens roar and great hailstones beat down upon the proudly standing corn."

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The Helios Overture - Soundtrack for the Summer Solstice 

Baroness Carin Göring - Funeral Rites For A Devoted National Socialist

 "It was June 20, 1934, the day that Göring had appointed for the reburial of Carin’s remains in the lakeside mausoleum he had built for her. Few pharaohs’ wives can have been buried with more solemn ceremony. A special train bore the pewter sarcophagus across northern Prussia from the Swedish ferry to the railroad station where Goring and Hitler, both hatless and somber, awaited her arrival. At Göring’s command, towns and cities along the train’s whole route were cast into deep mourning. Teenage Hitler Youth units stood at attention on their local railroad platforms; the League of Maidens lined the bridges, saluting and showering flowers; flags were dipped as the train slowly passed, and thousands of women lined the railroad tracks to pay homage to their prime minister’s long-dead wife.

 
The scene at Carinhall itself was like the setting for a Bayreuth opera - the thin summer mists steaming slowly off the still waters of the lake, the ranks of soldiers standing in motionless array, while Richard Wagner’s rich funeral music throbbed and droned among the hazed conifers. Göring had invited Carin’s relatives, along with hundreds of diplomats and politicians, to witness this moving evidence of how beholden he still was to her memory. To the blare of hunting horns and trumpets, and the answering bellows of Hermann’s future trophies grazing in the forests, a dozen strong men groaned and strained to manhandle the sarcophagus down into the granite mausoleum. Afterward, Göring led Hitler down the steps alone. Both men had known Carin well, both were saddened that she had not lived to see the National Socialists triumphant."

Taken from David Irving's "Goring A Biography"
Available at FOCAL POINT PUBLICATIONS : 

https://irvingbooks.com 

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Rainfall in Athens and the Travis Bickle Monologue

These mid-June days in Athens are rather unusual. Filled with grey skies, a lot of thunders and heavy rainfall. Few hours ago, during such a rainfall that makes the driving of motorbike in a main highway somewhere near the city centre almost impossible.  There I found myself rainsoaked amidst other people, watching the rain passing by. 

Despite the fact that it was an  early afternoon hour, it was that very moment that that my mind recalled the other "rain" , the real one ,  that Travis Bickle described in this brilliant monologue taken from the classic film "Taxi Driver"

 "All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets."

The Eternal Barbarian

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Ere The World Crumbles...

Athr veröld steypisk
mun engi mathr öthrum thyrna.

Knáttu vanir vígspá völlu sporna.
Skildir ro klofnir.
fyllisk fjörvi feigra manna.

('Ere the world falls

nor ever shall men each other spare

And the field by the warlike Wanes was trodden

Shields are sundered

 Drains the life-force of doomed men.)

Taken from AGE OF CONAN sountrack.  

Music by Knut Avenstroup Haugen - Vocals by  Helene Bøksle

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Romantics in Arms - The Case of Edward John Trelawny

Edward John Trelawny

(1792-1881)

"Adventurer" , "Novelist", "Fighter", "Biographer", "Revolutionary"

These are some words used to describe Edward John Trelawny.  His life was the embodiment of the ideals that the Romantic movement stood for. But instead of reading about them, he lived accordingly. To the fullest!

"Trelawny then travelled to Greece with Lord Byron in order to fight in the Greek War of Independence. Byron and Trelawny split up near Greece and Trelawny travelled into Greece to act as the agent of Lord Byron. After Byron died, Trelawny oversaw the preparations for the funeral and the return of his body to England. He also wrote his obituaries. Trelawny joined the cause of the Greek Warlord Odysseas Androutsos and helped to provide him with additional arms. He also married Odysseas' sister Teritza. After Odysseas fell out of favour with the Greek government and was arrested, Trelawny took control of his mountain fortress. 

Portrait of the Hellenic warlord Odysseas Androutsos.
Trelawny's brother in law.

 

During this time, Trelawny survived an assassination attempt. After leaving Greece, he divorced Teritza and returned to England. In England he was well received by members of London society. He then wrote a memoir titled Adventures of a Younger Son. After the book was published he travelled to America for two years before returning to England. He then became politically active but soon remarried and moved to the English countryside.
He then lived the life of a country squire for 12 years and raised a family with his third wife. They eventually separated and he moved back to London with a mistress. He then wrote a well received book about Shelley and Byron. He soon became friends with several prominent artists and writers in London. He was able to share his firsthand experience with Romantic Era writers with the leading Victorian writers of the day. He later retired to Sompting, where he led an ascetic lifestyle. He died in Sompting at the age of 88, having outlived almost all of his friends from the Romantic era."

 (wikipedia )

You can read Edward John Trelawny's in depth biography HERE

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The Byronic Hero

Characteristics of Romanticism