http://invisibleoranges.com/2007/05/gorgoroth-documentary.html
linking to the oranges as he has it as his top story right now. Reposting my comment from there.
I watched the whole thing. A few of the situations are interesting.
Pussy ass journalist guy: it's a mountain. It's in norway. It's not very far. Walk, you won't die. Fuckin' crybaby.
Gaahl takes them to a very special place for him, and they complain about it not being about 'Heavy Metal' while it's totally Heavy Metal. It's the house that his grandparents built, walking every single piece of wood there. This is metal. He's trying to teach them something and they're being annoying pricks with their cameras and the dude you'd think only learned to breathe yesterday.
He goes on and on about how there's so many sheep in the black metal circle, so many people wanting to be led and not to lead themselves, who don't get the spiritual or philosophical component of the music (which is a different debate) and then they ask him bullshit questions like "how does it feel to be elite?"
They understood nothing. So he tells them, you understood nothing.
And they say
"guide me".
The silence is deafening. I don't know Gaahl, I don't like his music, I am neither afraid of him nor fond of him, but I think that pause is a very sad situation for him and I feel empathy. They don't like him. They don't understand him. They don't care to understand him. They're making a 'documentary' for which he's the subject, and therefore useful. Oh look dude, total amazing cinema right there, that minute-long pause?
Quite dehumanizing. He was totally used. Shame.
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linking to the oranges as he has it as his top story right now. Reposting my comment from there.
I watched the whole thing. A few of the situations are interesting.
Pussy ass journalist guy: it's a mountain. It's in norway. It's not very far. Walk, you won't die. Fuckin' crybaby.
Gaahl takes them to a very special place for him, and they complain about it not being about 'Heavy Metal' while it's totally Heavy Metal. It's the house that his grandparents built, walking every single piece of wood there. This is metal. He's trying to teach them something and they're being annoying pricks with their cameras and the dude you'd think only learned to breathe yesterday.
He goes on and on about how there's so many sheep in the black metal circle, so many people wanting to be led and not to lead themselves, who don't get the spiritual or philosophical component of the music (which is a different debate) and then they ask him bullshit questions like "how does it feel to be elite?"
They understood nothing. So he tells them, you understood nothing.
And they say
"guide me".
The silence is deafening. I don't know Gaahl, I don't like his music, I am neither afraid of him nor fond of him, but I think that pause is a very sad situation for him and I feel empathy. They don't like him. They don't understand him. They don't care to understand him. They're making a 'documentary' for which he's the subject, and therefore useful. Oh look dude, total amazing cinema right there, that minute-long pause?
Quite dehumanizing. He was totally used. Shame.
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