And Wolves in the Throne Room’s Celestite is not even trying. Listening to it makes me angry.
What happens to bands like this? What is it about black metal bands that allows them to see this as worthy? Are they so besotted with their own sense of importance that they think anything they produce is art?
I remember seeing Sonic Youth perform in the late 80’s in Boston. In the middle of the set Thurston Moore spent at least 5 minutes tuning his guitar. Not playing music, just tuning…When the crowd started to boo and throw bottles at the stage Kim Gordon said, “hey man, he’s tuning…”, as if that should convince us that what we hearing was worth listening to—was art.