NORWEGIAN BLACK METAL...THE TRUE KINGS OF KRUNK

Generally, when I think of Norwegian people I think about 3 things: Henrietta Bieneck, my foriegn exchange student girlfriend in 6th grade (who had size D-cup breasts). Wierd-ass disgusting food usually involving some kind of putrid-smelling fish; and Norwegian black metal... For the most part, I'm thinking about Henrietta's breasts, but when I'm not, I'm thinking about how rad Norwegian black metal is. It's actually pretty tedious to listen to for more than say 45 seconds or so, but man, these motherfuckers really know how to party: Murdering dudes from other bands, murdering dudes from their own bands, torturing people, burning down churches...-This shit is bananas son! The best part about it is unlike American bands, there doesn't seem to be one ounce of irony or pretense in what they're doing. It's not like "Oh shit, we're about to go onstage, time to put my satanic black-metal face on". These motherfuckers appear to be living that shit 24/7. (To watch the remaining segments, click on episodes 2-5 inside the window at the end of each.)