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10.17.2018: Handwriting One Poem



Today's soundtrack is Emmure: Eternal Enemies. If Emmure was a car, it would be a Ford Edge. These guys sound like an angsty bro country band playing metalcore. Their snare was washed out in reverb, the whole mix was overcompressed and literally hurt to listen to, and the guitars were basically just downtuned chugs the whole way through. Even the songwriting felt really lacking. They had alternating call/response sections where one singer said some words and then another guy growled the same words back. I'm sure it was supposed to sound edgy, but it just sounded like they were cuing each other on what the lyrics were. Really, they make Five Finger Death Punch's lyrics look positively poetic: one of the funniest moments was the four times repeated phrase, "This is my message to a dying world / I f***ing hate you / You'll get what you deserve" (Emmure, "Nemesis").


This evening, I'm handwriting the sixth part of Walt Whitman's "Song of Myself."


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