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            FHELLMENN HELLMENN
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THELLMENN
SPREAD THE
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Frantic catchings: Ben Brown, Sydney, Australia
HELLMENN
HELL
PUSHINE
A vampire. That is what the proper term would be. But perhaps this creature was a bit different from the average ghoul,
Maybe she didn't know it, the way people were drawn to her, like a hypnotic spell that they could never throw off. Once
they were in her charm, these people changed. I wondered if she really was a bloodsucker. Just the thought of someone.
pumping down a cruor cocktail weakened my stomach. I had never seen wounds on any of her victims' flesh, yet I've seen
her suck the life out of people.
She was a fair-skinned girl, not really pale or sheet white, though I'm sure she would have liked to be thad met het
many years before, through my older brother before he died. Funny circumstances surrounded his death. Now a friend
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of mine was dating hec along with
four other guys, each of whom, I'm
sure, thought they were the only one
Her personality was enchanting: she
could hold a conversation with
anyone. She was very intelligent and
her body seemed to glow when she
smiled, watched my friend change
where blood could flow without leavy
ing a wound. My stomach w very
weak I needed the plasma badly.
lowered my head and felt the crim-
son fluid drain into my mouth.
Strength ran through my revived
body. I used the bread to sop up the
spilt blood. He was empty. I wiped
my face and once again as was my
ritual/Tapologized to my brother.
you know that James, Lars, Kirk and
Jason are still rattling those brains,
I don't need to say more. Just get the
thing On Elektra, OK,
In one week I heard three new
releases by established bands and
each one gave me an unexpected
loss. One of those bands was Slayer.
The last Lp, Reign Of Blood, was a
genuine classic Rick Rubin brought
these guys into a whole new world
with his production wizardry. But how
could Slayer or Rick Rubin top that
thrusts forward with an abundance
of thunderous, slightly bluesy chords
that rock hard and heavy. Similarities,
to the riffs of AC/DC's Angus Young
are undeniable. The smooth transi-
tion between notes while wailing or
whining adds even more punch to
this already clean sound. Eerie Von
rounds out on bass with deep plucks
that rumble like hard-hitting com-
Hunched over, I looked to my right mands. All together Danzig provide
and saw her legs walking toward me. a heavy dose of pure entertainment
She was beautiful in the moonlight. that has awesome momentum and
loved her so, but never could I have pile-driving fury. Tracks like Twist ofane? Well, maybe they can't, but they
her. Twas her slave. It happened cen- Cain," "Am 1 Demon," "Mother
Juries ago in the colonial days, before "Not Of This World.The Hunter'
the witch hunts, before the hidings. and the ballad, rhythms of "She
All those years had passed and never Rides" stand out among the ten ex
was she mine. I have not aged a day cellent songs presented here. The
physically since she first spewed her superior song writing structure and
venom into me, when she tried to production by Rick Rubin stokes the
quench her thirst on my blood. 1 fire in the talent here. It is perhaps
should have died, but because of my one of Rick's best jobs to date. Dan
strange chemistry. I have lived on. Itzig becomes more impressive with.
only happens to a few. But with her
every listen, and soon it is bombar-
venom inside me, she controls me, ding your brain with positive tein
until I can pass it on to another whose
forcements. It's definitely a record
blood has the same odd 'quality. that is on the threshold of something
When that day comes, when I lose big On Def America/Geffen.
the venom, then she will love me. But Now it is time to put all biases
for now I only feed for her I mustaside-one of the most difficult parts
vomit half of the blood for her meal
She no longer does it herself with me
- around: I told you she was a vampire
Fjust didn't tell you I was
started dating her just as my
brother had changed. She had this
power, a persuasion rather an odd
way of convincing people of her way
She came from a very wealthy fam
ily, so naturally there was always a
lot of money wherever she went. I
was almost as if she bought her
thends, with cash-hot just nickles
and dimes either twenties, hun-
dreds, always big crisp bills. I never
saw much of my friend anymore. She
really didn't like any of his friends, so
he'd sit at home and wait for her com
munication: She would get angry if
he went against her wishes I won
dered how long it would be befor he
was reported missing. just like all the
rest, then found dead a couple
months later. But no one could ever
pin it on her She always had an alibi.
She was clever. The strange thing
was that the blood was drained com-
pletely out of victims, with no marks.
on the bodies. People held garlic up
to her, crosses, all that anti-vampire
stuff they had seen in movies. They
even tried mirrors, but hér reflection"
always appeared. I was surprised
anyone would still go out with her,
knowing herttack record wasn't the
best. She would complain of being
lonely, her dark brown eyes would
shed some fears and the guys would
just sympathize with her. They would
fall head over beets for her, and wind
up six feet under
It was the night of a full moon, mild
Autumn, A cold brisk wind blew
through my hair. The stars were all
fully visible. I had gone to the store
to get a loaf of bread and some can
ody saw her with my friend, strolling
in the moonlight, heading towards
the park: I was too far away for them,
to hear me call out. I got panicky and
followed them into the park. They
walked over to a bench where they
sat and began to kiss small kisses
that became rather long ones. I was
sweating feverously, and that feeling
came over me, Jealousy. I was very
jealous. Why, wouldn't,sbe go out
with me? There was nothing wrong
with me. I was attractive, I had per-
hsonality. She always denied me. The
anger grow within me as 1 watched
them My eyes burned I wanted her
saw red was hungry: The bread
wouldn't be enough. I screamed out
ashurled myself toward them. She
didn't even look as she screamed
and ran off into the dark of the park
My friend was trying, to get his
balance as I plowed my fist into the
back of his head, knocking him un-
conscious on the grass. I crouched
down over him. I had that gleam in
side my eyes. Helt my incisors pierc
ing into my lower lip. My body rocked
with hunger as Lundressed him.
There was a place, was taught, from
Her hand moved closer to me. She
spoke with hypnotic authority. "Your
feather she said. "It's my turn."
Ah, Zoners, like that tale? My
cousin on the East Coast told it to me
fast time was out there visiting.
Don't worry, blood doesn't excite me,
not in the Puszone Time once again
to tip-toe through some of the big-
gles. Send three 25-cent stamps for
a Puszone sticker or send musical
of this job. It's been a couple of years
since an actual studio release of new
material has come out, the $5.98 Ep
was only covers and while it was a
blast, it didn't satiate that craving for
new writings. Now the time has finally
arrived. After five long months in the
studio, Metallica's fourth Ep, entitled
And Justice For All, is finished
The guys recorded so much that they
went over the limit of music for a
single Lp, so watch for a double slab
dose from these metallibashers: The
cassette and CD are still in the
singular form with the usual-prices
releases to: Pushead, PO Box 701-Now we find Metallica engaged in
SF CA 94101 USA
Though the individual powers of
both the Misfits and Samhain are un
forgettable, those barids are in the
past and the new incarnation has
arisen. Glenn Danzig has built up a
new unit that's so damn powerful, so
relentlessly brutal, it staggers the
senses just to comprehend. This
ensemble, entitled Danzig, drives
forth with a hew force, an ambitious
direction and absolutely ferocious
power. Glenn's vocals have matured
with age; his croons are comman
ding expressions of the full range of
his voice, yet gentle with flavor and
lasting notes that knock the head
back Glenn howls with the passion
of a legend, and that's not a pre-
mature statement. His voice makes
this band. Still, the music explodes
with a vigorous combination of hooks
and punches that wallop a fight,
clean drive; a forceful nucleus of hard
rocking energy. Chuck Biscuits
shows his experience as a drummer
with perhaps his best performance
yet. He unleashes solid sounds in a
full frontal barrage of drum smashes
and cymbal bashes that exert the
charge behind Glenn's vocals. It's a
riveting assault that works perfectly
in the overall mix. Guitarist John
nine tracks that will kick your head
back. It's a heavier voin than the
traditional speed they are known for
Watch as this starts a trend with
those younger cline bands. There is
no loss of power or capability; this
is still that no-holds-barred attack that
thrusts with every chord. It's what
you've come to expect, right? The
track listing: "Blackened," "Eye of
the Beholder "One," "Harvester of
Sorrow," "Shortest Straw," "Frayed
Ends of Sanity," "To Live is to Die
"Dyer's Eve" and the title track And
Justice For All Nine ferocious tracks
that will rock your brain. The lyrics
are still-intense, as is the entire con
cept: This is a band who is putting
more sincerity into their material,
Metallica holds their footing as the
band who provides original material
with lots of structure and composi.
tional changes without overdoing it,
The music and lyrics are air-tight,
while the harmonious beat captures
the senses. While this Lp looks like
a dominating success for Metallica.
and you will see rave reviews
everywhere, by now you know
Metallica delivers an all out perfor
mance and no review is good enough
or long enough to truly capture the
Metallica mystique. But as long as
sure can set your brain afire with the
new release, South Of Heaven. On
first listen I noticed a slight calming
of the speed, with a heavier direction
and rich, thick rhythms. The most
noticeable point of that listen was
Tom Araya's ability to project his
voice better this time around, which
was really effective. This sound could
be compared to Black Sabbath, yel
much faster. Rick Rubin's production
is excellent again, really capturing
the spirit of Slayer. To obtain this he
had to have his heart in the band and
pay close attention to their true
sound. Could this mean mass accep
tance for Slayer? Ten tracks
dominate this relase that goes a bit
overboard on leads in too many
songs, yet they are not that long and
not too disturbing. While this release
shows Slayer heading in the direc
tion of heaviness, speed is still their
natural element. The combination
makes it that much better. The track
listing: "South of Heaven," "Silent C
Scream
Cross."
Live Undead," "Crooked
"Manditory Suicide,
Ghosts of War," "Read Between the
Lines," "Cleanse the Soul," Judas
Priest," and "Spill the Blood Slayer
once again provides a powerful
selection of tough rhythms that won't
let down the faithful, fans or the
newcomers. On Def America
While the two bands discussed sa
far are big cult faves and the public.
will be flocking to the stores to make
those purchases this next tolease
may be lost in the shuffle Let's hope
not. The second slab by New Yorkers
Prong should by all means please
the fans of the aforementioned
bands, since dominating power and
speed are the tricks of the trade for
Prong. Force Fed is the Lp, and a
wicked dose it is, perhaps one of the
top five releases from an unknown
band. It has more vigor than some
of the mainstays. If you caught
Primitive Origins you already know
the amount of damage that Prong is
quite able to create. Here, Prong are
a bit heavier and not as speedy Raw
gritty guitar chords are laced in with
trembling drum shivers, as a thick
gruff voice projects over it all For a
three-piece, these guys wail, Tommy
Victor's guitar bites down hard,
grabbing chunks of riffs then arching
back with a vicious whine only to
plunge right back into it with all the
sweat, all the rapid smashing force.
More than an intense sound, these,
twelve tracks have their own direc
"tion, their own state of mind, and