Professor Dum Dum's Lab:
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from December 22, 2010
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Pop-up player!| Artist | Track | Album | Label |
|---|---|---|---|
| Esoteric |
Circle
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The Maniacal Vale | Season of Mist |
| Coph Nia |
Hymn to Lucifer
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The Dark Illuminati | Cold Meat Industry |
| Theater of Tragedy |
Der Spiegel
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A Rose for The Dead | Swanlake |
| Atrox |
Translunaria
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Terrestrials | Season of Mist |
| Elend |
Chaomphalos
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Sunwar the Dead | Prophesy Productions |
| Melancholy Pessimism |
Brisket
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Inconsistent World | Epidemic |
| Sophia |
Spite
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Spite | Cold Meat Industry |
| After Forever |
Inimical Chimera
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Prison of Desire | Transmission |
| Cocteau Twins |
An Elan
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Lullabies to Violaine | 4AD |
| Midnattsol |
Skogens Lengsel
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Nordlys | Napalm Records |
| Therion |
Wagner's Notung
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The Miskolic Experiment | Nuclear Blast |
| U2 |
Disappearing Act
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Unforgettable Fire (remastered w/bonus CD) | Boogerlicious |
| Eisregen |
Deutchland in Flammen
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Laechm | Last Episode |
| Especially Likely Sloth |
It's Not Rocket Surgery
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Vendlus | |
| Void of Silence |
The Grave of Civilization
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The Grave of Civilization | Code666 |
| Within Temptation |
The Truth Beneath the Rose
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THe Heart of Everything | GUN |
| Coph Nia |
Sympathy for the Devil
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The Dark Illuminati | Cold Meat Industry |
| Evensong |
Mysterium
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Mysterium | Disorder |
| Angizia |
Szenischer Monolog
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Die Kemenaten Scharlachroter Lichter | Napalm Records |
| Therion |
The Shells Are Open
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Sitra Ahka | Nuclear Blast |
| Bethlehem |
Die Anarchische Defreiung Der Augenzenreligion
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Dictius Te Necare | Redsream |
| Draconian |
It Grieves My Heart
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Where Lovers Mourn | Napalm Records |
| Cocteau Twins |
Mizake the Mizan
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E.P. | 4AD |
| Mercyful Fate |
Satan's Fall
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Melissa | Roadrunner |
| Arcona |
Liki Bessmertnykh Bogov
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Goi Rode Goi | Napalm Records |
| Candlemass |
Solitude
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12" version with Messiah Marcolin singing | Black Dragon |
| Septic Flesh |
Narcissism
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Ezontpon | Holy Records |
| Oktor |
The Organium
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Entering the Leviathan: A Tribute to Skepticism | Foreshadow |
| Elend |
Du Trefonds Des Tenebres
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Umbersun | Orphika |
| My Dying Bride |
The Bitterness And the Bereavement
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As the Flower Withers | Peaceville |
| Esoteric |
Circle
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The Maniacal Vale | Season of Mist |
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Listener comments!
annie:
Lizardner Dave:
tsrt:
Vicki:
Cecile:
Vicki:
Cecile:
Cecile:
still b/p:
Cecile:
tsrt:
BSI:
and Kenny G at 3pm..... I may just die happily cavorting in a rainbow vortex of broken teeth!
Vicki:
lee:
Vicki:
SharksInNorthJersey:
Empress of Secrets:
Santa Klaus Wunderlich:
still b/p:
AnAnonymouseParty:
lee:
BSI:
isn't there a law or something?
Jojo:
But fear me not
I will do you no harm
Loan me your funky mind, and I shall play with it
For nothing is good, unless you play with it
And all that is good is nasty!
Fly on, baby
{mumbling..some orange haze, orange haze, it ain't purple now more...cough}
Lalalala, ladada
(x4)
What is soul?
I don't know, huh!
Soul is a hamhock in your cornflakes, yeah
What is soul? (hehhehheh)
I don't know
Huh
Soul, soul is the ring around your bathtub
What is soul?
I don't know
Huh, uh
Soul is a joint rolled in toilet paper
Lalalala, ladada
(x3)
Lalalala, ladada (ah, ah)
Lalalala, ladada
Boo, boo, boo, bom, bom, bom {etc}
What is soul
Man, I don't know, huh
Soul is rusty ankles and ashy kneecaps (oh yeah)
What is soul
Man, I don't know
Soul is chitlins foo yung (Chop chop...oh, tell 'em, brother!)
What is soul
Man, I told ya, I don't know
Huh
Soul is a hamhock in your cornflakes
Oh, get on down now!
Yeah
Lalalala, ladada
(x5)
Boo, bom, boo, bom, {etc}
Oh yeah
{x3}
Soul, soul, soul
Lalalala, ladada (ah, ah)
Lalalala, ladada
(x6)
Lalalala, ladada (ah, ah, ah)
(x2)
Lalalala, ladada (whoa)
Lalalala, ladada
Lalalala, ladada (yeah)
Lalalala, ladada (whoa-oh)
Lalalala, ladada (hehhehheh, cough)
A joint rolled in toilet paper
Heh heh heh
Oh yeah, right on
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Soul is you
Soul is you, baby (hey Calvin, it's the same damn thing)
Soul is you, big mama
Detroit Mac:
With a slashing whip,
his skin we did flay,
Holy Blood spilled on the stable hay.
The Asses & Donkeys and Shepherds sang in re-joying verse,
over the song of the blessed infant's screamed coursed.
The thee kings arrived to late,
Jesus, too early, met his fate.
Dead in the manger,
our souls lost,
no longer saved,
by that guy on the Cross.
quoting djj:
The Empress Of Secrets:
PKNY:
MD:
RULED BY ONE LITTLE MAN IN A RED SUIT!!!!!!
HALE SANTA CLAUSE...FIRST WE TAKE NEW YORK THEN WE TAKE BERLIN!!!!!!!!!!
MD:
Another DS:
AnAnonymousParty:
ted:
ted:
One could hear Gorlois grumbling; relations were fragile
Morgause was complaining for she hated to spin,
And she dreamed of the day when some king’s heart she’d win.
Igraine was conflicted for she was by Christians married
While Morgause taunted Morgaine calling her born of the fairies.
Castle windows were shuttered to keep cold winds out
The army was stationed to ward off Saxon louts
When out in the courtyard one could hear the inquisitors
For it seems in the night had come two pagan visitors
Viviane and the Merlin as heralds came to bring
News that Igraine would bear the newborn king.
Igraine thought the news could have been delivered smoother
Till she realized the new king’s Daddy was Uther.
Uther marched with his knights carrying flask and flagon
And he slew Gorlois, did this man called Pendragon.
So Igraine and Uther wed or should I say were hand fasted
And thank Goddess for we can’t have a king who’s a bastard.
So came to be Arthur who couldn’t stay on a horse
So he was sent away to study old ways of course
Viviane took Morgaine in the still of the night
To the Avalon Isle for to study the sight
It was there on the Tor where her cousin she met
The handsome and tall but confused Lancelet
They two chatted away and almost they kissed
Till they heard some waif crying off in the mist
And who was this whiner whom their moment did mar
It was the Leodegranz daughter, the fair Gwenhwyfar.
She had strayed from the path and she shook like a kitten
But one look in her eyes and young Lance, he was smitten.
Now in a happy story he would just date her
But this is Avalon and we’ll get back to that later.
So for years Arthur studied until Merlin’s kind hand
So the ways of the Druid world he’d understand.
And now as a young man when summer solstice came
It was time for Arthur’s first taste of Beltane.
Please cover the kiddies' ears for there’s no way I can blunt this--
The Once and Future King shagged the Virgin Huntress!
Now this should be no problem for an eligible young mister
But it seems Arthur’d lain with his own older sister.
So Gwydion was born from the rites of this feast
And father Columba would have called him a beast.
So Morgaine sent him off to Morgause to be reared
For the wrath of the Christians was something she feared.
Morgause though the years had done by herself well.
Lot of Orkney she married and being Queen she thought swell.
But she lusted for more for High Queen was real power
So she popped out male babies and plotted hour by hour.
She schooled the young men both her own and her foster
Her ambition was ravenous and it never lost her.
While in Camelot there was peace but just maybe
There were troubles a-brewing for there was no baby.
And so once again ‘round came the summer Beltane
When every young lion wants to show off his mane.
Arthur, Lance, and his knights they drank in a free way
And later that night ended up in a three-way.
Even this produced no baby - only possible scandal
And the guilt of this tryst was more than sweet Gwen could handle.
She came under the influence of Bishop Patricius
Whose views Arthur and Merlin thought at best were just specious.
With apparently no heir and a kingdom to run,
Arthur mused to himself being king isn’t fun.
So he tried everything, even changing his banner
But all was for naught - no young prince for the manor.
Then Viviane and Merlin (remember those two?)
Trundled way up to Orkney to see what they could do.
They revealed to young Gwydion that his father was Art
Causing he and Morgause to hatch the ultimate plot.
With her hunger for power being most avaricious
She and Gwydion set a trap that was evil and vicious.
So stepped into the trap Gwen and Lancelet
Proving that one’s clothes one should never forget.
Thus shrouded in shame they fled into the night
Leaving Arthur without his best friend for the fight.
For the Saxon advances put them right at the door
And with knights out Grail hunting chance of victory was poor.
Gawaine was now dead at Lancelet’s hand
And Balin was banished from Arthur’s great land
For he’d slain Viviane who’d shown mercy to Priscilla
But in his twisted mind he thought she really did kill her.
So it was Arthur and Gwydion left to protect the realm
But Gwydion secretly wanted to be at the helm
And as Gwydion quested Arthur’s power to smother
With swords they advanced only to kill each other.
Now Morgause was forlorn for she never would tower
As the High Queen who yields the ultimate power.
And so she slunk of through the mists and the muck
Crying Happy Beltane to all and to all a good ...........
ted:
PKNY:
dd:
A shadow of horror is risen
The Sun is bent
Consumed with deepest sins
Terror rains from the skies
Above your visions, a circumradiant Sun
And in your eyes, vibrant with echoes
A deafening and never-ending commotion
The path of the angel is a firmament of tears
Fawn blazes of fury from the first eye of god
Moloch, Chamos, Baalim, Astarte
In inferno reigned the enchanters of pain
We write the scriptures of moans
He who hath loved through death and life inverted
Hell was not so dark a labrynth to hide his face
amiad:
ifny:
Shortest Verse in the Bible: