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The Virginia State Police are investigating a fatal crash that killed a Bassett resident Sunday afternoon around on Route 609, approximately 1/4 mile west of Route 220 in Henry County.
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Never leave it in the hands of the judges. The statement couldn't ring truer for Johny Hendricks who believed he had done enough to win the UFC welterweight title. St-Pierre got the split decision, but in Hendricks's mind that the past, and now he is focusing on the changes he needs to make to ensure a different outcome in the rematch:
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11/26/13 1:56 PM by ShaqNoob
He was trying to beat GSP at his own game.
11/26/13 1:39 PM by JamesTheWelshDR
This sums it up
11/26/13 1:29 PM by RampageFitsLikeAGlove
Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and let it go. Maybe you can get the "Best of GSP" box set and reminisce over his career. The future is here and clearly GSP isn't the best in the world any longer. Just like you've been doing since the fight, keep starting more Hendricks threads so you can all discuss him, but try and get over the loss.
11/26/13 1:05 PM by Bipolar
A Hendricks fan telling others to let it go. You're not very bright, are you?
11/26/13 12:50 PM by RampageFitsLikeAGlove
Ha...this. It really does bother them knowing GSP lost so they bombard every thread trying to shit on JH's performance. They should be happy he had such an amazing career but it's clear his time is up and they just don't want to let go. Let go guys. Let go.
11/26/13 12:49 PM by RampageFitsLikeAGlove
Damn you guys are idiots. He never said he "gave 70% in the fight" but I see it's what you GSP nuthuggers will continue to hold onto and focus on. He never said he only tried 70% for takedowns, never said he only used 70% for takedown defense, never said he only built his cardio up to 70% of what it could be, never said he kicked at 70%. I see by your comment that he should give 100% that you've never worked out in your life. I tell you what. Sign up for a 1/2 marathon (13.1 miles) and run it at 100%. As soon as the gun goes off, begin sprinting like you've never sprinted before. Come back and tell us how far you made it. But hey, whatever you need to make youself feel better knowing GSP got handled and beat to shit in the fight, and everyone knows it.
11/26/13 12:34 PM by ssj
lol gsp huggers are still traumatised that jonny fucked him up
11/26/13 10:21 AM by ILoveWatchingJonesBoneShogun
Johnny did 90 percent of his damage defending takedowns and throwing hardshots at GSP when they were tied together. I think based on the standup it wasn't a close fight. GSP outlanded him significantly outside of when they were tied up
11/26/13 10:10 AM by Damaynevent
Hendricks can do 100 interviews talking about what he should've done. The fact remains he didn't give 100% when he had his chance. He decided to give 70% and he came up short. Title shots don't come very often, if you have a shot a title you need to leave it all out there. Give 100% and let the chips fall where they may. If he had been punching at 100% in the first few rounds he probably would've finished the fight.
11/26/13 8:42 AM by GoreSP819
It is bullshit.What kind of idiot goes into what is probably going to be the most important fight of his career against a man who has been undefeated for 5-6 years and doesn't train in order to be able to give 100% 5 X 5 minutes??


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I can still remember the day you were born,
now you think you are all grown, but you'll always be that little girl to me.
I can still remember those innocent little eyes
and the first time you smiled,
all those late nights spent by your side
those little secrets, in me you did confide.
I can still remember your first day of school
that feeling, my little girl was growing up way too soon
but to you, it was everything, you were so cool.
I can still remember wanting to cry, because you'll always be that little girl to me.
I can still remember pushing you on the swings, higher and higher,
until you told me you can do it by yourself, you're a big girl now.
I remember that first crush you had on a boy
when I asked why, you said "he reminded me of you."
My little girl, you can't imagine how much I love you
I should have realized it back then,
realized what a fine young lady you had become,
I must admit a little part of me never wanted you to grow,
a little part wanted to hold you close, never to let you go.
I know you'll hurt me with goodbye, but you'll always be that little girl to me.
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God, can I hold your hand and follow you?
"Gods voice"
My child, it is I who will walk with you! You walked down my path with and without faith. You took my protection to ease your pain. My shielded wings comfort you during your moments of suffering while your life staggered across earth. Your love and devotion are what made you strong. Every time your dreams were broken. You managed to build more dreams in their place. You called my name during your happiest and saddest moments. You ran to me when you fell behind. Your secrets became our private talks. The key to your heart was always unlocked. I was there during your trials and troubles and tribulations. We could not speak, it was my light that kept you from going weak.
God, are you a dream of beauty? The holy book.
My preacher spoke of the afterlife, calling it paradise.
I remember now, I felt this company once before, this light.
Many times, I forsake the light and still you never left my door.
I felt it on the day I was born,
the day I became baptized in your holy name.
I felt this light before, can you explain it once more?
Lord pleases clarify the day I fell down to my knees, accepted Jesus as my savior?
On that day, I felt as if you stood away and walked on by, allowing me to face my failures'.
Was my life a waste in this impossible world?"
"Gods voice"
My child, this is the everlasting light you will feel every time your body is re-born onto a new road. This light never left you.
My sweet child did you not listen,
Matthew *19:26* MY SON looked at them and said, "With man this is impossible, but with ME all things are possible.
My child, you were not searching for the right answers.
My Lord everyone told me if I prayed you would come. Did I not pray enough?
"Gods voice"
My child sometimes your heart asked for more than life itself,
I always answered even when you shunned heaven away from your eyes?
The obvious question is whether this is the final immersing of your soul's disguises.
Lord, I have other questions to ask.
What should I expect out of my personal sins?
My testimonial sits in the palm of your hand
My mind and my heart's inner core have been wicked since my adolescence--
How is it that I am in your promise land?
"Gods voice"
Getting right with me has brought you here!
One more question My Heavenly Father
Can I see My Daughter, Mothers, Sisters, family, and friends?
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Poet Destroyer A
in the uncoloured tint of another everyday
amongst the spit polished waxed apples
tightly packed in burlap bags
they walked like minded
in their own burly wrap
oblivious to the irony
to their similarity
of the markets round red fruit
unaware of the tragedy
the horror of events yet to come
it will rain metal shrapnel
as human minds grasp
with the purpose of their existence
as in their ignorance
they understand their worth as human bombs
with a belief the heavens will open the gates
with a fanfare and a promised blessing
for their divine act of unquestioned belief
the clay shaped bricks
the black iron metal stairs
the drum sound of engines
then the lull
not after
but before
the pulse of the storm
the rain of death
yet this moment captured
this photograph
with man and child in hand
smells sweet
you wonder
the world travels
no one
nothing in the universe
even a hint
even a glimpse
not a clue
that would lead
an answer.
life in its contradiction
like the proverbial apple
offers both
the miracle
the curse.
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Maurice Yvonne
If we don't feel with our hearts, we don't belong
If we don't see as one, the world is wrong
Beyond the wars and the hate and the insanity
We are all connected as humanity
We are the child with cancer who still wears a smile
We are the kid from the projects facing trial
We are the pregnant teen feeling lost and used
We are the elderly man in a home abused
We are the young couple, marriage on the rocks
We are the homeless one in a cardboard box
We are the cold and hungry, sad and depressed
We are the lonely child who never felt blessed
We are the woman whose life was filled with pain
We are the man standing alone in the pouring rain
We are the child who struggles day to day
We are the teenage girl who ran away
We are the soldier killed in an unjust war
We are the young man who can dream no more
We are the inmate locked away for life
We are the old man who has lost his wife
We would be better off without our vanity
And have a sense of belonging to humanity.
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Vince Suzadail Jr.
Dead Winter Stray~ By: Poet Destroyer
Nearby paces, Combatants lost under the cemetery walls,
"Blessed Men and Heavenly Remedy Women of Ages,"
Feelings of dance at the beginning of nightfall,
Scenery of fire, sadness passing this history page,
In that distant curve, somewhere nears the sundown stream.
Far away from the vision of mortal eyes,
A child plays as beautiful and pale like the sunrise.
She plays on the coast this beautiful but pale, sun raised child.
Pursuing nature, in a hushed angelic lucidity,
"In hushed angelic lucidity!"
Fragile fastened, to those adequate bones.
Profound deepness beneath the snow winder dust,
Below the memoirs of her floating vessel,
Reminisces of water drowning down rivers and streams,
A shattered female kneels in salvation.
An anvil so heavy it troubles the mind.
Lost in profoundness, in what might have been.
What was, for a moment in this period?
The grimness of her weak vessel dwells.
A lifeless winter strays around.
An album so old and dusty,
A christening gown not ever embraced.
Infinite, the woman and pale child of sunrise,
Soften footfalls beating out the torments.
Countless nights seeing the day of unspoken headstones,
Feelings of dance will never rest this heartache.
Eternity, in a dance of unconditional need,
Their hearts unite as one...
A closing of mother and child…
Dead Winter~ By: Catie Lindsey
There walks Warriors in that graveyard,
Holy Men and Medicine Women of ages;
at night you can see their Spirits dance,
setting fire to history's pages.
In that far corner, up by the stream,
far from the eyes of publicity,
she plays on the shore, beautiful Raylene,
catching poly-wogs, in silent lucidity.
In silent lucidity.
Brittle now, those fine bones,
deep beneath the snow drifts of winter,
beneath the memories of her body afloat
down rivers and streams of Remember.
A broken woman kneels in prayer,
a heavy weight on a burdened mind,
somewhere deep in what could have been,
what was, for a moment in time.
The grayness of her frail body lingers,
in a dead winter of the unborn,
on page forty-nine in the family album,
in a baptismal gown never worn.
Together they dance,the woman and the child,
their soft footfalls pounding out the sorrows
of many days at a worn out headstone,
many dances to come, many tomorrows.
Together they dance, The Woman's Dance,
their hearts as one...
the woman and the child.
~By: Catie Lindsey~
(for Catie's: Re-write contest..)
Gary, you are my little soldier boy,
who died on Veteran's Day. ('83)
My sunny, golden-haired soldier boy,
that I still miss in every way.
You had just turned 13,
getting interested in girls.
When CF took you from me,
my heart, like a flag, unfurled.
You fought CF with every breath.
For 13 years you tried.
And four lung collapses later,
after each one, I said,
"Son, you will survive."
Oh, how I lied!
Now, no more hugs and kisses,
No more birthday wishes,
I watched you go
and please God know,
Heaven, receive my treasure.
Author Note: This poem was written in memory of my son, Gary,
who died of Cystic Fibrosis at 13, in 1983. I honor my soldier who so valiantly
fought his fight on the battlefield of a life threatening lung disease, which fills the lungs with sticky mucus and makes it difficult to breathe. With all CF children,
they struggle with every breath they take just to breathe! My son eventually
started to have lung collapses. He had four before the last one took his young life on Veteran's Day weekend in 1983..(Read my poem "A rainbow Glitters")
I wouldn't be a poet today, if not for my son. He was diagnoses at age three.
As I sat by his hospital bed crying, I reached into my purse for a tissue, but
instead, I pulled out a pen. I thought to myself, "Ok, God, I get the message.
You want me to write and not cry." So I wrote my first poem that night, "Not
MY Son!" Which eventually got published in Elizabeth Kubler Ross' Book "On Children and Death." Later, I wrote humorous poems to entertain my son, who
was often to sick to go to school. And I'm still writing my poems today.
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Darlene Gifford
You look at me with such venom and disgust
Like I'm not human and have a contagious disease
But can't you see, I'm just an innocent child
For a moment put yourself in my shoes
Think of me like I'm your child
Why judge what you don't understand?
How would you feel to see your mother raped?
Your father burnt before your eyes?
I used to dream, I used to fantasize,
of a beautiful life beyond my childhood
I still remember my home blown away,
with these games of war that they play
My playground destroyed with their bombs
That had no concern for my ruined toys
I'm just a child, how did I hurt you?
I have no where to go, nobody to care
Living in refugee camps was no luxury
Don't you see the horror in my eyes?
Can you not feel the pain as I tremble?
Where has your humanity gone?
Do you have a heart? What if this was your child?
For days and days I walked through mud and rain
To find a place that I could belong
Now you shun me and forcibly turn me away
Like I'm a dirty diseased animal that may plague you
But I'm only human, I'm just a child
I only ask to be loved and to play again
I've lost so much, yet you won't help me to smile
Where do you suggest I go? Or shall I just rot in hell?
So humanity will you standby and watch?
Or will you find love in your heart and try to understand?
I'm just an innocent, caught up in a war of greed, I'm just a child
The Silent One
10 September 2015
an early morning rise,
up the stairs
walk into the bathroom
in the sink
a small stain of blood.
less than a measure of yesterday
pulling a baby out of the womb into my arms.
on the sheets
a small stain of blood.
midwives wrap
my first born
snug and warm.
when her mother
finally gets her initial fill
she hands me this precious
new life.
i hold her knowing
there is nothing,
better then this moment!,
sweet scented perfection!,
lulls me into a peaceful bliss.
as she grows,
i spend my best times with her
and later her sister too.
my daughters own me
i still see your
baby green eyes
reaching out to me.
i still smell your
childhood scent.
i can still taste
your hopes and dreams.
i can still touch
your youth as if it were now,
hear your tiny voice
"daddy i love you but you're my best friend too".
there is nothing,
better then this moment!,
you're now twenty two.
in the sink?
a small stain of blood.
in your bedroom
i clean
carefully picking them up.
i know you know you're playing
russian roulette with your life.
the drug convinced you
your life isn't worth living.
that's what drugs do.
they're that snake in the garden of eden
and you know eve ate that apple
and you know she sacrificed everything
for a fruit that would never taste that good again.
evil always presents itself as the only choice
while good seems too tough an alternative
but the truth is, the harder you have to work for it
the better it feels and it holds its feel with nothing to chase.
you can't hear me
the monster deeply
imbedded in you.
but Ali i love you
and Ali my heart weeps
and on my chest sits
a small stain of blood!
June 3 2015
Just like a child
I toss pebbles in the stream
Each pebble is a wish
Every ripple is my dream
I dream of running freely
my face against the wind
Hear it's million voices
and the cicadas sing.
I dream of climbing treetops
to a majestic world
a world of happy faces
where everyone 's a friend.
I dream of sharing cookies
with those we' ve made come poor
I dream to share hot milk
where we've created war.
Just like a child
I wait for falling raindrops
to cleanse away dry mud
Mud that turned in mountains
of an untraveled path.
Mud molding the borders
so innocent can't pass
Why do we refuse them
when they are one of us ?
Just like a child
I forget the bruises all over my knees
I dance into the moonlight
along with flowing leaves.
I return to my place
with a kite still soaring high
but cannot lay in my bed
while others sleep outside.
How can I be hopeful
when innocence 's not pure
When lonely tears are prescribed
treatments without cure
Just like a child
I toss pebbles in the stream
Each pebble is a wish
Every ripple is my dream .
Dedicated to the men, women , and children ,
leaving their countries, , their homes,
trying to find a safe place to stay, to escape war ,
yet still behind boarders .
P.S - When I say We , I mean it - For our countries, our politicians,
and our voices - We can do better.
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Charmaine Chircop
Can you recall the hush of Christmas past?
Think back to when you were a little child,
excited Santa Claus would come at last,
too young to even know you'd been beguiled.
In shadows of your quiet room you lay.
Then maybe to your window you'd tiptoe,
look out and search the sky for Santa's sleigh.
But all you'd see were swirling flakes of snow,
And in that night, while all your family slept,
you tried to stay awake. Do you recall
the only thing you heard as Sandman crept
upon you was the clock upon the wall?
The hush of Christmas past is never gone.
As long as there are children, it lives on.
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Andrea Dietrich
The old man sat with eyes closed, dozing in his chair
Until a little voice he heard say "Grandpa, are you there".
He gazed upon a little boy while waking from his nap
Then reached down with a sweeping move and placed him in his lap
The child was carrying a book that he wanted him to see
He held it up and asked him "Grandpa, will you read to me"?
The old man cleaned his glasses then opened up the book
And suddenly the two of them a wonderous journey took
They ventured lands so far away, sailed seas not sailed before
Met knights and kings and wizards on every distant shore.
Together they fought dragons, saved damsels in distress
Freeing lands of monsters and the treasures they possess
When the old man closed the cover to end their magic ride
He told the boy "We're much like books, what's important is inside".
But one day when the boy arrived and rushed to Grandpas chair
Much to his disappointment, his Grandpa was not there
He ran to find his mother for surely she would know
Why the chair was empty, where did his Grandpa go
She sat him down and asked him if he remembered in each book
The adventures and the journeys that he and Grandpa took
He took you there to show you the things that you can find
The wonders that are yours to see if you open up your mind.
But he still walks beside you in the stories you have read
You're not left to go alone, he's just gone on ahead
The child then went and chose a book and climbed up in the chair
And opening up the cover whispered "Grandpa, are you there"?
Copyright ©
Bob Quigley
"All Children Are Beautiful"
His heart of white, deep shallow wells, yet beautiful
He smirks, a grin, an ego that won't let me in' -he's beautiful
Bastard of beauty, running ashes without a name
A face with no claim, a young man pound from shame
What is his sin, he's beautiful!
I want to breathe from his ashes, swim through his veins
I want him to come into my light, like a good dame
I sing and tell a tale, a Bastard through the night
His eyes, I waged, I was young and poor, I was saved
Lying down, in the arms of my white knight
My hair he caressed, he came to my light
The furnace burned, the night was fast becoming trite
A lover, he did it well then went back to his wife
A moment so golden, the ages live, his son is born
Another Bastard brought into this world
Her big eyes shone while to her chest she clasped
the violin her dad worked hard to buy.
Delightedly that Christmas morn, she gasped
to see it; then she promised she would try
with all her might to learn to master it!
She practiced hard. The girl that they called Bright Eyes
would dedicate her all. She never quit.
Each day and night, she strove to memorize
the strings' sweet notes, in love with allegretto!
How quickly she caught on, and one main goal
was in her offering of a vibrato,
which - when it filled the air - might touch one's soul!
Today she casts such magic with her bow
that all who hear are warmed by Bright Eye's glow.
written 12/29/14 by Andrea Dietrich
Now for the Trashed 4 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Broken Wings
Can a child ever forget, how deep a mother's love abides
All those days since birth, till now I'm grown she guides
Remembering her smile, so tender, so warm as her embrace
More than soothes away my pain, my fear of failure and disgrace
Even in my dreams she comforts, her voice, her scent would stay
Never will her being mother stop, till when I'm old and gray.
26 March 2015
Contest : Acrostic on Mother's Day - 1st Place
Sponsor : TAMMY REAMS
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Kim Patrice Nunez
like visitors from outer space
they came with tears, and lined the sidewalk
long in face, and arms embracing
some (I have no inkling) who
they were or why they felt compelled to come
dozens came with casseroles
a few with flowers, wads of tissues
tender words of helpless mutterings
many acts of generous offerings
don't get me wrong, I watched the suffering
expressed in words or acts of kindness
I watched it all, and felt the love
did not dismiss the warm compassion
returned it all, with pure compliance
a thankful heart, a swollen throat
I hugged these strangers at the door
to comfort them, who shed their tears
upon my shoulder, offered them
a place to share their sympathies
a place to spend their mercy, pure
but, this was my child who loved and lost
impossible........I can't express it
protected from the very start, by
loving hands, her dad's and mine,
we watched her grow, and let her go
she grew from the vine ....into a rose
but life composed a tragedy, with goals
beyond our reach...beyond belief
beyond our wildest dreams
and left her with a loss beyond control
like visitors from outer space, we watch
as others come, and others go
they blow into their tissue wads
and empty the boxes one by one
and cry with us, and then they all go home...
do we cry........? Oh no, not yet...
instead we smile a grateful smile
and thank them kindly for the while
and for the ways they share their love
but we can't cry into our own clenched wad
of tissue from the tissue box
she needs us to be strong, somehow
and so that is the way it is, we vow...to hold back all the tears for now
for, this was my child who loved and lost
impossible........I can't express it
Copyright ©
Carrie Richards
Little wishes on great big stars.
Daughter, I make a wishes for you.
Keep on growing and keep on smiling.
And I'll keep loving all that you do.
Little dreamers wishing big things.
The world is your stage to display.
You can sing and you can dance.
Enjoy all that comes your way.
Little hopes in a great big world.
Nothing can stop your free spirit.
Make some noise, play a beat.
It's beautiful music when I hear it.
Little kisses from my now big girl,
You're growing up so fast it seems.
Pretty soon you'll leave the nest
And fly after all of your dreams.
Little girl I love you,
And I love you even more.
Because I made a wish once,
And you're what I wished for.
Written April 09, 2014
Copyright ©
Casarah Nance
I am not a father
Nor I am a mother
I am just a daughter
That is growing better...
Father, you have been away
I truly wish you have stayed
Hugging me as I lay
I don't need much penny...
All I have been missing is you my daddy
Your love and your real company...
Look, how I am now
I pursued my little vow
Hoping always, You'll be proud
It's alright if you'll not be loud...
All I want is for us to bond...
Yes, I am neither a kid nor a child
Ever anymore
But still, there is that longing
I cannot deny...
I miss you much, daddy...
contest: POEM FOR DADDY
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Olive Eloisa Guillermo
An old man
A Grumpy bitter old man
Bitter face
Red nose
Wrinkled beady eyes
Scruffy clothes his best attire
Life has not been kind
So his bitter words bite those around
He lived alone, inside his madness
Leave me be and go to hell
His favorite expressions
The phone rang one night late
This is the Court sir, your brother's son and family
Have been in a terrible accident
Only your niece of four survived
When can you pick her up?
The old man was in a daze
What the hell was he being punished for now
Keeping care of a dam kid
What the bloody hell did he know about that?
"Well sir, we will be expecting you tomorrow, 9am prompt please"
Walking back to his flat, with a 4 year old girl in tow
Well the neighbors gawked to say the least
The poor little girl, tears and teddy, trying to keep up with grumpy
Once inside his flat, he looked at her with disdain
Said "Guess you be expecting some food or some such"
She nodded, as sad as she was, she was indeed hungry
He showed her the cupboard and fridge, milk and cereal in there
Help yourself, and wash the dam dishes afterwards
Don't got no extra bed, so you sleep here on the couch
She nodded silently, thinking the world truly must have ended
Days, turned into weeks, turned into months
This little girl complained not once
All she could think of was her pain
Mummy and daddy were in heaven where ever that was
Why they left her was truly confusing
Friday was her birthday
She was sad and missing her family
Getting ready, she went to the cupboard for dinner
The old man said what the hell you doing that for?
She shivered in fear, he was always so so so mad
She apologies, sorry uncle Pete
He replied you sit your self down right there
And you be quiet you here?
Then the lights all of sudden went out
Bright tiny candles burned in the night
The old man, said, is your birthday after all
Hope you don't mind these little cupcakes I got us here
She looked at him with new eyes
He turned, not quite smiling, no miracles just yet
They ate in silence after which, he said good night and happy birthday
The next morning even they really never talked
Other than who does what chores
Or how expensive she was to care for
She asked out of the blue
"Uncle, why do angels have wings?"
In his usual grumpy way, he replied
"So they get the hell away from us as fast as they can is why
This world is no place for happiness or angels get used to that"
She was taken back by his bitterness, still………
She replied, "but I dream on them looking over me uncle"
Well he looked at her, and somewhat softly and with unusual kindness
He answered her "that's because you are one of them, a sweet little angel"
She ran into his arms and gave him a big hug
This was a very good thing.
For then she could not see the single tear the dropped to the floor
He actually hugged her back and with all of his heart
That day, a day for most people that was a normal day
Was for him and his little charge, a miracle
A small loving child, held that secret key
To opening an old mans heart
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arthur vaso
Young and pretty, living a normal life
Suddenly her world would never be the same
Her lovely boy born with special needs
Her daily life now the toughest of games
She carries on with her head held high
Having a career, still being his mother
Constantly dealing with medical issues
Yet she would not change him for another
Nurses and doctors fill her daily life
Fighting for the services that he needs
Never one complaint does she voice
Knowing not where his path will lead
A special soul; accepting the hand dealt
My admiration for this woman so deeply felt…..
I am privileged to be one of his nurses...I have never seen a stronger
more dedicated mother..
Copyright ©
Barbara Gorelick
I wish they laid him in it. I mean, they ought to of laid him in his fleece — the gray fleece jacket he always wears. Why is Papa layin' with that tie round his neck? It makes him look stringy — like chaw. Papa don't look stringy — don't wear nothin' round his neck neither.
Papa always wears his gray fleece — the one missin' threads everywhere just like his bald head. Papa always says hairs gots minds 'a their own and don't never set still — just like me. But I did. I set for hours on Papa's lap — as still as a stone.
Papa has long white hairs stickin' out his neck at the place where he zippers the fleece up to, right under his chin. The fleece has threads stickin' out like that in some places. Them bare spots on Papa's fleece — sometimes — them bare spots are fields.
Martha and I plays in them fields. Martha likes horses. I don't. But we plays in them fields anyways. Martha rides her horse all smarty-pants and grins at me and Papa.
Papa always wears his gray fleece — even the day Martha stopped.
We was settin' on Papa. Martha was tucked up under his smokin' arm. I was on Papa's knee. When Martha stopped, I walked into the field with her. Martha turned pink. She was born blue. Papa never used his smokin' arm after Martha come along.
After Martha stopped, Papa used his smokin' arm again. I like the smoke smell —Martha couldn't. Papa said it was bound to happen — like rain on a Ju-ly picnic — why Martha stopped.
When Martha stopped it was like she could smell smoke for the first time.
I wish they laid him in it — I mean, they ought to of laid him in his fleece — in the gray fleece jacket he always wears. The gray fleece jacket the color of everthin' in Wilson's holler — everythin' the color of ashes what blow down from the smokestack at the mill.
I wish they laid him it — in his gray fleece jacket what smells like Prince Albert and smoke and Papa — the gray fleece jacket what he always wears 'cause he's always cold, even in Ju-ly. The gray fleece jacket he wears ever day — even the day Martha stopped.
Reverend Blackburn talks, Mama sobs and I watches a stone slide slowly down a muddy gray pile 'a clay next to the hole where Papa is goin' to be put. The stone looks like a snail what tried to crawl up the pile but slipped down on account of the rain. A snail ain't nothin' but a slug with a house on its back — that's what Papa says — just a slug wishin' it don't have no house to pack around.
Me and Martha puts salt on slugs we find under rocks down by Patrick crick — then we watch 'em squirm and struggle and curl up and shrivel — and stop.
I looks up at the rain and closes my eyes until I can see Martha. She's wavin' at Papa from way over a big green field yonder all dressed up with bright yellow dandelions.
Before I opens my eyes I seen Papa wearin' his gray fleece jacket — the one he always wears — the one he was wearin' when he stopped.
Copyright ©
John Wulf
Legend tells us he was lost in the jungle as a child
Amongst the ferocious animals he roamed in the wild
The hunters found him swinging from tree to tree
Persisted that he should return to a civilised society
His family tried their hardest to help him integrate
even attempting to find him a beautiful lady mate
Noisy traffic hurt his ears and drove him insane
didn't want to use a knife and fork ever again!
The English language only frustrated him further
and the smog didn't help with the polluted weather
Caged birds made him cry - the zoo broke his heart
Yearning for home - in this world he played no part
After a while they realised he would never be at peace
as the call of the wild was crying for his release
Returning at last to the jungle he was now free to roam
Echoes of his call could be heard - he was finally home
Inspired by Tarzan
Casarah Nance's Triple Prompt- Hear the Calling - Poetry Contest
Call to the wild
24 October 2015
Pitter patter, what's the matter?
I hear little feet sprint and splatter.
There was no time for tiny tip toe,
There is something, something I must know!
Huff and puff, shakes the skin once tough,
Ten tiny fingers grab me by the cuff.
"Come now Mama, you must see,
A monster, a monster, grabbed at me!"
Shush and hush, quiet we must rush,
Mama'll turn that monster into mush.
In search in stealth for something fowl
Sneaky, sneaky like a fox on the prowl.
Corner peeking, little eyes seeking,
Only motions, quietly, no speaking.
Tiny feet turn heavier than stone,
Tossing bed pillows, bed covers thrown.
Search and find, what was left behind,
Left over cookies crumbs were not kind.
With innocent eyelashes and a guilty smile,
The monster, the monster, won't be back for awhile.
I am a super duper Gerber Baby
all I love to do is wee- wee
winning all the attention of my mommy
so that all day long, she'll stay beside me
I love to loudly fart and burp
after taking my Gerber Baby Foods prepared by dad
all my tiny fingers in my mouth as I give them a crunchy baby's laugh
they both run to give me their sweetest kisses and hugs
Oh, how I love to wear my soft baby's diaper
I walk around my crib producing sounds, " mmma pppa brrrr brrrrrr"
please bathe me in my lovely little bath tub or wash
the smudges of my " poop" now I feel them on my ass
How I love to be an adorable baby
no problem yet nor worry
all I have to do is drink milk and sleep the whole night or day
cuddled in the loving arms of my mommy and daddy
In my cozy crib are colorful toys
feeling like sitting over the rainbow with so much joy
my picture books are scattered all around
I pretend to read them smartly as I look at the picture of a clown
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Leonora Galinta
Sunday Morning
I try not to wake him, though he stirs slightly
As I crawl out from the warmth of the covers.
I'm tempted to change my mind, and stay awhile longer,
But a glint of sunlight peeks through the blind and calls to me.
If I burrow down again, and drowse too long,
This glorious time of day will be gone...until it comes again tomorrow.
I tiptoe quietly and begin the morning ritual.
The splashing of water on my face, of letting the dog out,
Of brewing the dark, hot liquid that will help to
Open my eyes and recharge my reluctant brain.
The inviting aroma finally wakes my senses, and after
The first sip, I begin to feel the desire to join the world again.
I go outside, step onto the weathered porch, down the steps,
Onto the wet grass to retrieve today's bundled news.
Within it comes a page-by-page account of disasters, obituaries and comics...
I decide to forego all that gloom, and lay the paper beside the front door.
Instead, I drink in the morning air.
The new day is slowly coming alive. There's a slight chill.
This coolness will be baked away later, when the sun is high.
I pull my robe around me tightly, and sit down on the stoop.
Birds are chirping, and soon, I see that neighbors are beginning to embrace the
House by house, there is evidence that awakening has occurred.
A car is cruising by our house. The occupants, wearing their
Sunday best, and on their way to an early service to praise the Lord.
While some are sitting in pews, singing Alleluia,
A man down the street is starting his lawnmower.
Not mindful that the Sabbath is a day of rest,
Or that he may wake a late sleeper.
Inside my house, I hear the sounds of water running and dishes rattling.
Then someone calling my name. In a moment he appears
Carrying two steaming mugs of black coffee, one for him, and another for me.
He's come to see what this new day has offered, and sits down beside me.
We sit together quietly, and soak up the morning sun.
It wraps its warmth around us, like the bedcovers we had abandoned.
No words are needed to enjoy this moment.
However, toast and jam, and bacon await us. So we turn and go inside.
With your teary eyes fixed on me
we walked to the station; your little
hand glued firmly to mine. No words
passed between us – just a deathly silence
as the train arrived. We tightly embrace;
my heart was breaking but I smiled;
said I would see you again soon,
with your teary eyes fixed on me
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British legends Onslaught are back to the front with the latest release called Sounds of Violence, and let me tell you, from the onset this album shreds to the nth level! The old-school masters, once more, show us little guys how it's done.
Coming off a very impressive live album, 2009's Live Damnation, the band revisits its roots of pure thrash relentlessness, delving deep into the well that is the past and attaching a modern sensibility to very strong tracks. "Born for War" might very well be a track you could have in your helmet while battling the enemy in a head-on collision over a dirt hill somewhere. It comes in, does multitudinous damage, and then simply escapes without so much as a 'thank you'. Without sounding at all dated, Onslaught provides a volatile soundtrack to all things conflict, building up a rush of both blood and emotion as tracks like "The Sound of Violence" literally destroy the surrounding ebb and flow. The drop-tuned element might wear thin for some bands who figure that the "C" spot is the source of true heaviness, a mistaken pattern of thinking on all ends, but Onslaught utilizes it and it makes Sounds of Violence all the more battering, as if it really needed added help. I definitely hear more of a finer edge to the groove-inspired tones of the songs, but it doesn't seem to employ monotony anywhere, which keeps the music interesting.
Vocalist Sy Keeler is aged, but to a level of scarred perfection as his gruff delivery reminds me just what made 1986's The Force such a masterpiece for the time. Keeping right in line with other legendary bands like Forbidden and Accept who have also put out terrific albums this past year, Onslaught proves again that the fathers of the scene are still viable and able to commit wanton acts of unspeakable violence through music. The band manages to create the often liquefied musical backdrop to a high level, only lending added credibility to the name that has been an underground staple for the last 25-years. It's amazing to see some of these bands not only still playing the same music, but doing it the old-fashioned way and not giving in to trends. The fact they are still making music that is powerful and worth your time is an emphatic plus.
"Code Black" reminds me of a more modern Sodom sound that crushes and disassembles accordingly, all the while defying the stigma of repetition and generic recycling. The slow, tempestuous movement of the mid-section only proves that heavy is not to be confused with speed. What is also mildly evident is the band's original punk roots, especially in "Rest in Pieces", which skillfully marries both the schizophrenia of punk and the combative nature of thrash metal.
Other standouts include "Antiheist" and the killer cover of Motorhead's "Bomber", which is a fitting tribute for sure. I hope after all of these years I may get to see Onslaught on American shores because these songs would absolutely bring the walls down, without question.
The British masters lock on to the present once again and keep the torches high. This one is certainly worth picking up.
(Originally written for MetalPsalter.com)
I'm going to state before I start the review that I'm a lifelong Onslaught fan - their second album "The Force" was the first thrash metal album I ever heard at the very tender age of eight years old, and has remained my favourite album of all time since then. Saying that, this review may be slightly bias to a degree but do you know what? I wouldn't matter whether I had previous experience with the band or not. Read on.
We'll skip the long history lesson and get the important information out of the way first; Back in the eighties, Bristol's Onslaught were the biggest thrash metal band in the United Kingdom... possibly with the expection of Nottingham's Sabbat. That alone should give you an indication of what they're more than capable of, and after a 14 year hiatus their 2005 reunion spawned what was argueably the greatest thrash album of the decade - 2007's brutal "Killing Peace". While it was far from original, it was a blistering all-guns-blazing return for the band and set the bar high for all the newer bands doing the rounds, and now we're four years down the line with "Sounds of Violence". Does it live up to the previous album, or have the band lost steam?
No, no they haven't - I could end the review right there and be done with it, but that'd make for rather dire reading and a bollocking from the editor. It's difficult to know where to start with "Sounds of Violence" because all aspects of the record are so overwhelming and full of energy, from the production and the performance to the song writing itself so I'll just state that if you have a heart condition, avoid this album. The band's drummer Steve Grice may not be as young as he once was - the same could be said for everbody present - but jesus christ, he can pound those drums HARD! I'm certain that the production has helped give those vicious kicks some more 'oomph', but even with that in mind it's difficult to breathe with the album on at loud volumes. Jeff Williams' bass work here is nice and audible too, which is fantastic considering that many albums with such a thick, full-on production sound tend to lose the bass amongst the distortion and whatnot - being Jeff's first studio effort with Onslaught, I'd say he's done a mighty fine job with a shining moment of his manifesting after the bridge in 'Code Black'.
Speaking of new members, lead guitarist Andy-Rosser Davies makes his studio debt with Onslaught here too - from what I've been informed, he actually co-wrote most of the album with guitarist Nige Rockett which really shows in the songwriting. The biggest problem "Killing Peace" faced was that Nige wrote a large majority of the album himself, and though that wasn't a bad thing in one way - the songs were immense and Nige did a fantastic job - it all felt a little too similar at times. That's not to say "Killing Peace" was a bad album (far from it) or that Nige can't write or play, but one person writing a whole album will become apparent since it's their primary writing style being put forward - with Andy sharing the writing duties, all the songs present here feel more enjoyable back-to-back and don't have that ever-so-slight deja vu feeling you you got once in awhile on the latter half of "Killing Peace". Andy is a player whose abilities are nothing short of jaw dropping too, with a lot of the solos here being far more than just the standard collection of tasteless wank licks that've become increasingly more common in metal these days - it's apparent that every single riff and solo has been fine-tuned repeatedly until it was absolutely perfect. The songs are brutal, in your face and wild as all hell, yet they're still catchy and for the most part rather simplistic in their composition - the music is restrained but still kind of... not. The songs are more varied in terms of tuning, tempos and time changes as well, with the colossal C-tuned 'Code Black' being a relatively slow number in comparison to say, 'Rest In Pieces' which is possibly the speediest track on offer though this says little considering that this is a thrash record. Nige and Andy work together very well here with both their composition and their playing, and I'm already looking forward to hearing what else they may be able to bring to the table in the future. The closer of the album, a cover of Motörhead's 'Bomber', is a fantastic way to finish the listening experience and I really feel that the band have made the song their own - yeah, they only really sped it up a bit but all the same, it's a marvelous rendition. The fact that Sodom's Tom Angelripper and Motörhead's own Phil Campbell feature as guests on this track just adds to the fun factor of what was already a fantastic song.
Vocalist Sy Keeler deserves to get almost an entire paragraph to himself, for the simple fact that his performance on "Sounds of Violence" surprised me. Sy is, more often than not, remembered for his raspy thrash snarl and his epic, ear shattering high notes - the latter of which are completely absent. I was initially disappointed by this, as Sy's high-hitters were one of the key defining factors that made him so unique and in turn, so fucking brilliant, but he tries to go for the opposite extreme here by performing what are essenitally death growls... for lack of a better word. He never goes quite as gutteral as most of the well known death metal singers but he holds his own without a problem - listen to 'Godhead', 'Hatebox', 'Antiheist' and once again, 'Code Black' for prime examples. His trademark raspy, snarly thrash shout is better than ever, and he annunciates better than nearly every other singer in the genre - if that wasn't enough, on top of this he still retains a sense of melody with what he's singing, even if at times it's only slight. Even though Sy didn't write any of the lyrics - lyrics are usually Nige's thing - Sy really makes the songs work with what he's given lyrically, applying some spectacular arrangements for some truely epic choruses. The lyrics themselves deal in rather typical, maybe even somewhat cliched metal topics such as war, tyranny, hatred and of course, the infamous anti-religious statements that the band are known for, but they still pull out some classic lines here - whilst "Killing Peace" had 'Spitting blood in the face of God' in the title track, "Sounds of Violence" gets a just-as-cool line in 'Godhead' with 'Children of God, you're fucking evil'. Most certainly not one to play for your parents or at church. Nige has always managed to pull out some spectacular lyrics and this is no different, he most certainly deserves more recognition for his lyrical contributions! And on that note, I've always thought that Sy Keeler was the greatest vocalist in metal and his work present here pretty much solidifies that opinion.
There are potential complaints to be made here, though they're so slight that they only really need a brief mention - First of all, every song (with the exception of the intro/outro and the cover of 'Bomber') is over four minutes long. Overall this is fine because the album is only composed of 9 full tracks, but the length of the songs sometimes makes you lose track of where you are. Second, Tom Angelripper does guest vocals on the cover song only and I'd have liked to have heard him on one of the other tracks, and third is the lack of Sy Keeler's high screams. These are rather pitiful complaints admittedly, and overall they do very little to diminish the quality of the album so it could just be me nit-picking. Why Sy decided to nix the high screams is beyond me, but thinking about it, they would potentially sound out of place on an album so heavy.
There's nothing else to say. Onslaught have once again released an album that stands as a landmark for heavy music - this isn't a matter of opinion, a matter of taste or a matter of fanboyism or whatnot. This album is absolutely mandatory for anybody who claims to enjoy metal - despite being dubbed as a thrash band, Onslaught have become more than just some thrash outfit by introducing elements of death metal, black metal and fuck knows what else into their sound and pulling it off effortlessly. Strangely, this record eerily reflects 1986's "The Force" - they're the second albums released by the old and new incarnations of Onslaught, the pentagram is the centrepiece of the artwork, they're both leaps and bounds ahead of the respective album/s released before them in terms of composition and execution... just a very peculiar observation of mine there. Onslaught's "Sounds of Violence" is almost certainly going to be the best release of 2011, and even though we're expecting new releases from the likes of Evile and Destruction, I doubt that anybody will be able to achieve the sheer colossal intensity that these Bristolian bruisers have managed to craft. This is an album that lives up to it's name and then some, and if this doesn't help propel Onslaught to the top then there is absolutely no justice to be found in this world - if I could give this six stars out of five I would. And not even out of my previous love of the band, but purely and simply because this is as good as metal gets so buy this as soon as humanly possible - I promise you, you won't regret it!
(Originally written for brutalism.com)
This may not be the most popular opinion around, but I think "Killing Peace" was one of the strongest comebacks ever made by a long-defunct thrash group. Onslaught hadn't lost their thrashing identity, yet showed no shame when including groove influences that avoided the usual train wreck of stupidity, and not to mention the UK faction had reached a peak of creativity and energy that gleamed through the ravenous malevolence of "Killing Peace" wonderfully, so I think it's safe to say they pulled off quite the stunt. I'm a big fan of their raw, demonic assaults like "The Force" and the infamous thrash/power metal "In Search of Sanity" album with the dude from Grim Reaper on vocals as well; Onslaught just strike a chord with me, and with great thrash records coming from bands like Helstar, it's no wonder "Sounds of Violence" makes me so giddy.
That isn't to say "Sounds of Violence" is just face-peeling riffs and rawness like Onslaught's seminal releases back in the gritty 1980s when ripping and tearing was the law. Onslaught instead defies their shape-shifting discography and establishes the groove-driven ideology of "Killing Peace" using spotless production, mid-paced breakdowns, speedy riffs, and pseudo-death metal touches ala Testament. Sy Keeler's throat spits his signature rasps that are so angry even a UFC fighter would take cover as expected, yet I noticed the double-tracked growls he sparingly used on "Killing Peace" are a lot more prominent throughout "Sounds of Violence," and I'd be lying if I said I didn't find myself imitating his acidic vocals as I continued to experience the album's material. Some of you reading this might think it all sounds pretty uninteresting, but I'm here to laugh at you and explain why Onslaught is still at the top of the totem pole.
Nige Rockett and Andy Rosser-Davies issue a horde of ruthless riffs driving the record through scorching thrash cuts and slowed grooves which bite like incisors with every note. Their riffs and melodies throughout tunes like "The Sound of Violence" and "Godhead" make most of the record seem like some of the best material this band has ever done, mainly because there's a degree of catchiness among the unforgiving brutality, and having both together is a perfect match. The leads are also packed with metallic fire that burns through the crushing atmosphere like gasoline on the sun, and Sy Keeler sounds natural in this setting as well. Onslaught make no effort to go above and beyond with outlandish tunes; most of their stuff is pretty accessible, yet they do an incredible job making everything catchy, violent, and certainly worthy of release after almost thirty years in the game.
It seems the aged offerings of thrashing old-timers just aren't on the same level of consistency as the monumental devastation surging through "Sounds of Violence," which is undeniably one of Onslaught's finest releases: Slayer churns out average tripe, Venom releases the same album under a different name, and Exodus falls from attempting to fly on songs that are too redundant and long; consider Onslaught the anomaly. The British titans have had nothing but smooth sailing since their incredible reunion and continue to grind a special mix of modern zest onto the signature harmonies and attitude that made the UK part of Thrashattackistan when Onslaught became the rightful leader of thrash bands everywhere. "Sounds of Violence" is likewise an excellent continuation of the band's legacy and will not disappoint thrashers of any breed.
This review was written for: www.Thrashpit.com
Reuniting in 2004 after a 14 year hiatus, Onslaught released Killing Peace in 2007, perfectly (though coincidentally) timed with the ascent of the Thrash revival fronted by Evile, Gama Bomb, and Bonded by Blood. That album was an uncompromising, no bullshit thrash attack that proved that this Bristol-based band could not only match up to their legacy but also equal and better what the new wave of thrash revivalists were churning out. And Sounds of Violence is no different in its ruthless offensive.
Once compared to Slayer, Onslaught's sound has some similarities in the vocals and riffs but they are few and far between and owe more to the staples of the thrash genre than to direct imitation. With every thick, buzz saw guitar riff fortified with a monstrous bass sound and pummelling skin-pounding, Keeler's vitriolic vocals become increasingly dangerous throughout the record. With the occasional leaning towards death metal, it's Keeler's vocals that shine. Never once sounding weak, tuneless, or, as the most wince-worthy do, thin or nasal, instead they add another dimension and strength to the work. Guitarist Andy Rosser-Davies, with the band since 2008, makes his recorded debut and his performance is astounding. The work of he and original guitarist Nige Rocket together is composed and tight. Too often, lead breaks are a collection of tasteless yet technically-proficient strings of sonic ejaculate, but here it's evident that each note has been considered and fine-tuned. The tracks Code Black, Hatebox and Antitheist bear this out. Merciless, these tracks are where the band demonstrates to the utmost that Onslaught is a force to be reckoned with.
Bookended with two melodic instrumentals and a bonus track – a cover of Motorhead's Bomber featuring Phil Campbell and Tom Angelripper – Sounds of Violence is a ridiculously good fucking record. Thrash nuts into the Big Four, Exodus, Testament, Overkill, etc., and fans of the thrash revivalists , would be doing themselves a great disservice were they not to give this a spin.
Alongside Sabbat, Onslaught were Britain's best hope of a genuine thrash success in the 80's following Venom's not inconsiderable helping hand in the genre's birth, before they fell by the wayside like so many others following the usual scene apathy and meddling label interference. Now on second post-reformation album "Sounds of Violence" they have followed the usual path taken by bands of the past returning to revisit former glories: choose the crisp, chunky production techniques that were not available back in 'their day' and let rip, airing all the anger men in their comfortable mid-40s can muster. The result, I'm pleased to say is almost as good as could be expected: plenty new fodder for the live show and an answer to anyone who might've doubted the worth of their reformation.
Anyone who knows me knows I prefer the thrash of the 80s with it's imperfect productions and devastating energy levels. More astonishing than the sheer number of albums that remain great to this day from that period, however, is the differentiation in sound between every noteworthy act of the period. "Rest In Pieces", "Antitheist" and "Godhead" are all blistering thrash tunes here but the resemblances in production to Exodus, Sodom, Kreator, Testament and the rest are undeniable. Until an act take the chance on a radically different sound the classic records of the 80's will forever remain the timeless examples of the genre.
Overcoming this insurmountable hurdle however reveals a fast and heavy record befitting a name like "Sounds of Violence". Sy Keeler has a gravitas about his vocals, shuddering towards hoarse, Chuck Billy-esque death metal growls on repeated occasions while guitarists Nige Rockett and Andy Rosser-Davies compliment his performance with the expected speed and precision we've come to expect as par for the course in thrash metal. The album closes with a cover of Motörhead's "Bomber" featuring their very own Phil Campbell making an appearance on guitar; it's frenetic rendition though holds little to the classic original.
Essentially any fan of thrash metal done modern is going to more than appreciate what Onslaught have got here. The naive proto-Satanic appeal of "Power From Hell" is of course no more, but in its place is a more blistering Onslaught taking their place near the top table of thrash.
Originally written for www.Rockfreaks.net
Let's face it, the thrash that we all know and loved is pretty much dead. We have a bunch of retro-thrash bands trying to sound (and dress) like they are from that era, but most of them reek of gimmickry, and aside from a few exceptions, they are mostly forgettable. We have a bunch of greats, as well as some underground heroes, like Onslaught, having re-formed in the past ten years, but for the most part the music they write sounds a good bit different from the "glory days." Some, like Exodus and Heathen, have gone the epic route, writing long songs, with the good ones having a number of riffs. However, the majority have mixed the mid-paced and groove of the 90's with the intense and fast thrash of the 80's, with varying results. Onslaught belongs in the latter category: there is a heavy presence of groove, but do not stop reading just yet.
Onslaught formed in 1983 and their first album, "Power from Hell," despite showing some signs of thrash, also had a strong influence of hardcore punk and Venom. Their follow-up, "The Force," released just a year later in 1986, is regarded as a masterpiece of the Thrash genre, and rightfully so. After the flawed "In Search of Sanity," the band broke up for a good while. They reunited in 2005 and released the solid "Killing Peace" and things seem to be consistent for them for the first time in their career.
In fact, with "Sounds of Violence," Onslaught for the first time has a consistent sound. Their first four albums were so different that it was hard to establish what Onslaught's "real" style was, although most fans up until this point would have probably picked the thrash of "The Force." However, this is the same line-up that recorded "Killing Peace" aside from new guitarist Andy Rosser-Davies (a definite plus) and the sound is similar as well, only improved. The only two out-right thrashers sandwich the album, both "Born for War" and "Suicideology" have blazing riffs and tempo changes and should leave fans, old and new, satisfied.
However, it takes far more than that to make a great album. While there are speedier moments in between the two aforementioned songs, there are a lot of mid-paced and groove-based songs. Hearing that would be cause for concern for many fans, including me, but surprisingly Onslaught do a fantastic job of keeping things interesting. There are several key factors that keep the slower songs from getting dull. The production by Jacob Hansen is superb, everything is crisp and clear and the guitars sound fantastic. The fiery guitar-work is another plus, it is great to hear these well-thought-out shredding solos from a classic band, because some bands from that era, like Death Angel and Slayer, just cannot bring it like they used to. Also, like many vocalists from that era, Sy Keeler has really come into his own. With his voice maturing, he is able to sing more powerfully than before. The chorus of the already excellent "Rest in Pieces" really brings this song to the next level: heavy, yet catchy at the same time.
As a cool bonus at the end, there is a surprisingly good cover of Motorhead's "Bomber," with Tom Angelripper of Sodom and Phil Campbell of Motorhead making guest appearances. The only thing keeping "Sounds of Violence" from a perfect score are the times when the riffs get caught in a groove for too long and fail to move the song along. Also, despite several really good songs, there is no longer epic to serve as a pinnacle of the album. Aside from those minor qualms, we have one of the best albums released by a thrash band in the past five years. Do I really need to tell you that the purchase of this album is essential?
(Originally published at www.metal-temple.com)
I've never been the biggest Onslaught fan. I always felt they were a passable, if not good thrash band. That would all change when I caught them live. The band proceeded to rip my face off and very nearly upstaged the mighty Testament. A fine show that was, and afterwards I thought I'd give their studio output a little more attention, however I still felt a little uninspired, maybe I just didn't get Onslaught. However, with the advent of their latest studio album Sounds of Violence Onslaught have finally managed to kick my ass with their studio output.
Sounding like the amalgamation of modern era Exodus, and Testament, with a healthy dosage of good old Slayer, Onslaught's Sounds of Violence is the sound of a band on fucking fire. While thrash metal might be a genre easily done, it is all the more easy to gum up the works. As countless dinosaurs rising from their premature graves have shown us you can easily go wrong, the inclusion of groove and modernisms can be the death of many a great band, and I'm not going to lie, Onslaught have these elements to their sound. They just happened to hit the proverbial nail bang smack on the head.
Onslaught have never sounded as good as they do here, with an excellent recording and mixing job courtesy of the ever-awesome Jacob Hansen. Sounds of Violence has a massive sound that will knock you to the floor once the massive "Born For War" slaps you in the face. Wasting no time, Onslaught put the pedal to the metal and from this moment onwards it's headbang city. I'm particularly impressed with the lead guitar work throughout the album, numerous times my jaw crashed into the ground salivating like the obese man at an all-you-can-eat buffet. Each member of the band delivers a superb performance here, although special mention should go to Sy Keeler whose vocals are maybe the best they've ever been, dripping acidic venom with a ton of bite.
Thrashers, this is a great start to 2011 and the only problem anyone is going to have here are the modernisms. With standouts such as the furious "Rest in Pieces", the aforementioned ass-kicking opener "Born For War" or the skull-crushing madness of "Suicideology" there is a lot of fun to be had on Sounds of Violence. For my money this is the best I've heard from Onslaught, and even the mere thought of catching these firecrackers live has my blood pumping into overdrive. Color me impressed.
Originally written for www.metalcrypt.com
Despite the fact that they've got three of their early members in tow (Sy Keeler, Nige Rockett and Steve Grice), Onslaught don't sound a hell of a lot like they used to when they released classics like Power from Hell and The Force, nor the power/thrash of 1989's In Search of Sanity, with Steve Grimmett at the helm. It's understandable that the band wouldn't want to keep repeating themselves, and thus their last album (and first reunion) Killing Peace was a fairly average slab of modern thrash with grooves and high, glossed production values, but it wasn't bad. The generically titled Sounds of Violence, their 5th full-length in nearly 30 years of existence, continues along this path, but perhaps too far, because it's little more than a heap of cliched lyrics, forgettable riffs and frustrating vocals.
To best describe the sound here would be a fusion of the past three, mediocre Exodus records, with Slayer-like riffs and Sepultura's Beneath the Remains/Arise era punch and occasional whimsied dissonance. Long gone is the harrowing, occult wretchedness that was characteristic of their mid-80s period, and Keeler shifts between a number of vocal styles beginning with a very Devin Townsend-like concentration of angst and ending with boring death growls that are often used to set up breakdowns much like you'd expect of a nickel and dime metalcore band. Very often, they're layered in together. Furthermore, the lyrics are quite weak here, just a meandering string of cliches that feel like they've been pulled out of countless other songs in the 80s and 90s. Nary a fresh image to be found, and the constant use of 'fucking' in the songs does not manifest the anger and power it feels like it should, simply placed to make the lyrics have a hollow impact. I wouldn't say that the subjects were socially irrelevant, but songs like "Godhead" and "Hatebox" sound like they should be on a dumpy Machine Head album in the mid 90s. '666, you wanna start a fuckin' war', 'rise this is the new world order', etc. Not interesting at all, and though they were never poet laureates, give me "Death Metal" and "Witch Hunt" any day.
The music itself doesn't fare much better, and it seems the only thing going for it is the forceful hammering of the rhythm section due to the massive production. A song like "The Sound of Violence" is basically just Exodus/Sepultura 101 circa Fabulous Disaster and Beneath the Remains, while "Code Black" and "Godhead" are loaded with boring groove hooks or Slayer styled descending melodies. The breakdowns feel too manufactured here, either to create mosh pits or set up some octave melody (which, to be fair, do often conjure a sense of atmosphere that is lacking elsewhere). The leads are actually quite explosive and well written throughout the album, but their immediate environment is lacking. The best songs on the album are "Rest in Pieces" and "Suicideology", both of which offer no frills, thrusting modern thrash, but they feel pretty similar to one another and they're not incredibly compelling. The cover of Motörhead's "Bomber" isn't bad, at least the band bring it to their level rather than worrying about a sound too close to the original.
Sounds of Violence doesn't completely suck, but the very 90s elements, vapid breakdowns and some of the vocals/lyrics didn't prompt much interest in my returning to the material. You've heard all of this before, and it's very unlikely to inspire the same level of respect as the band's 80s fare. There's a lot of talent within the band, especially the taut execution, the energy of the leads and the charisma Sy Keeler, but not all of these are used to their greatest impact. Dump the death growls, the bad slam parts, and some of the predictable lyrics and sharpen this beast and you'll get an Onslaught that is once again worthy of its name.