In our undying efforts to bring you engaging columns you won’t find anywhere else, we’ve reached out to the metal world, seeking submissions for a new subject: Three amazing books you have to pick up.
Seeing as you read this blog everyday, we went out on a limb and assumed you’d maybe want to get some book suggestions from your favorite bands, too. So today, we continue this series on rad, must-reads with an entry from Trials guitarist/vocalist Mark Sugar; go check out the band on Facebook.
Albert Mudrian, “Choosing Death: The Improbable History of Death Metal and Grindcore”
I can’t even tell you how many times I have read and re-read this thing. “History of death metal” pretty much equals “history of Napalm Death” as far as this book is concerned, but in context it actually makes a lot of sense. Especially when you consider that Napalm’s early lineups splintered off and formed bands like Carcass, Godflesh and Cathedral, who were all massive in their own right. There’s a ton of in-depth stuff on Death/Mantas, Cannibal Corpse, and early Morbid Angel as well.
The true story of death metal is a story of a small group of outcast kids who stumbled upon something unique and inadvertently created an entire genre. I love when that shit happens, and this would be a feel-good story for me even if I wasn’t a fan of all these bands. This is required reading.
Christopher Hitchens, “God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything”
Hitchens was one of the leaders of the atheist movement, and in this book he dismantles organized religion piece by piece, revealing both its man-made origins and its manipulative nature.
Whether you’re a believer or not, there’s a lot of stuff in here that will blow your mind, teach you something you didn’t know, or simply make you angry. In an era where most people don’t dare to tread on major religious groups, this book makes a bold statement and has the facts to back it up.
Charles Bukowski, “Post Office”
Bukowski was infamous for being a hard-drinking, womanizing lunatic of a writer. However, “Post Office” was the first novel he wrote — so it details his years prior to being a professional writer, when he was merely a hard-drinking, womanizing lunatic post office employee.
Most people don’t consider this his best work, and they’re probably right. But it’s the only one where Buk had to endure a really shitty day job, and there’s something fascinating about that to me. If you like loose women, betting on horses, and obliterating your liver, check this one out.
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