Poetry of Subculture

My love, It has been years since we've last corresponded. I still see you in my dreams. The first dream was of a spectral, pale v...

In the first instalment of these series we began to establish the actual extent of fascism's creep in the heavy metal subculture and w...

The title of this series of articles is an answer to a question. The question is "what do we do with all the neo-nazis in our heavy ...

   Heavy Metal, my father Sophia, my mother In an ocean of terror and sadness I bent my knee only for you   In bo...

In the couple of years that I've left our Poetry to lie languid and dormant I've put my efforts not in the business of telling but ...

This genre is obsolete now, but as with all pieces of history, by going back and taking a closer look we will understand ourselves in the ...

I like a great riff. Here's one: Pretty ripping, right? More than any one riff in Heavy Metal, I like instead a wonderful rif...