Amorphous metal

Creak. The sound of the metal bars protesting as it scraped against the damp, cold stone floor of the jail cell. The cell was dark like a coal mine with the only light filtering in from the miniscule barred window at the rear of the cell. The cell had a stone bed cut into one wall with a thin linen sheet for warmth and a chamber pot in the corner, not items of comfort for the inhabitant of this cell. The cell’s only inhabitant lay bare chested, clad in only his breeches, doing push-ups on the grey

Most people growing up listen to music. However, there are many different types of music from all different types of culture we can listen to. Therefore, I like to listen to country and rock music. Country music always has a song that can relate to how my day may be going, and rock music is a good motivation tool when working out. One of my favorite types of music would be rock music. I listen to rock because it is loud and it has a lot of bass. My favorite artist would be AC/DC, and they have a

Courtesy of Le Zets Courtesy of Le Zets Everything has been done before, and the trick is to craft the sound and present it in a new light. When scrolling through the world of music the genre "garage blues" popped up in association with the band Le Zets. My assumption led to a universal sound of covers and repetitive noises. Never assume. The first time I heard Le Zets, the only thing that came out of my mouth were the words, "holy shit." What started as a duo in Los Angeles, by founder Richard

I have some of their albums. I don’t mind hearing some Simple Plan either. They are from my X Generation. I have the “Ixnay on the Hombre” album in CD format and their Greatest Hits. The Offspring’s songs have a lot of bass in it without sounding metal, so I know why it appeals to you. Today was the first time I visited their official website and I see that the concert is in Manchester on Tuesday 25th of August. When did you come across hearing of The Offspring? You would have been 11 years old when

I still don’t know how I ended up in a jail cell at 3am on a sunday morning. actually scratch that, I know exactly how I ended up here, my friend had decided it would be fun to go clubbing and drag me along, next thing I know, she’s disappeared and I’m in a catfight with a fellow tipsy girl who claims I was looking at her boyfriend. I am the only one in the police station surprisingly. movies had taught me that in situations like these, there were always quite a few rougher, tougher, intimidating

Shouts fill the air as the gates of the old arena begin to open, one by one, the rusted chains creaking and clattering. Nobody seems to notice how truly unkempt and rickety the ancient structure is; they cannot see or hear anything above their own excitement. They bellow and applaud, the electricity of the eccentric spectators rising in waves as a vicious ocean. They are scarcely able to crash upon the shore before the next swells, each larger than the last. Men, both bent and bearded, and boyish

Full Metal Jacket was a masterpiece of recreating what soldiers had to go through during basic training and breaking boying into becoming killing machines for the Vietnam War. This movie was accurate in how they displayed the physiological conditions that they had to confront in boot camp and out in the field. But the movie scenery wasn't accurate, the Vietnam area wasn't as jungle like and is more focused on the urban areas of Vietnam. Dates and locations are accurate including the Tet offensive

Pressed against the cold wall, I emitted a set of vehement screams. I struggled against my shackles, rattling them vigorously. I let forth more screams, as a frigid object was thrust mere inches from my face. The motion recurred, but this time, the blade slashed off my ear. I howled in torment, feeling the blood gush from my wound, hoping that someone would hear my agonizing pleas and rescue me. Each time I screamed, my shouts echoed back, surpassing my own in volume. The imitations continued relentlessly

Gravity beared down on me cripplingly as the weight of the revolver numbed my coarse hands. Lips chapped, mouth agape, and eyes sweeping, I tensed the trigger gazing in anguish as the deafening crack resounded throughout the expanse. Fluid sputtering on my face; the foreboding taste of blood clinched my tongue. Confusion at the torrential flow of blood, shock, anger, disbelief, and finally a ghastly sense of fear; a stammering wheeze was uttered from the disfigured man’s lips as he plummeted onto

Full Metal Jacket explores the psychological effects the army has on its soldiers during the Vietnam War. The film is divided into two halves to discusses different aspects of the central topic. The first half of the film takes place during basic training and highlights the use of negative reinforcement used by the military. This part of the film is more overtly comedic due to the dialog and mannerisms of the drill sergeant. The film also continues Kubrick's use of dark comedy and irony. One line