WEGOTTHEHOUSEWOOHOOO!!!!!!!

Ahem. I mean to say, yes, we got our new house in Whitby, and Koi and I will be living on...

CHURCH STREET. Yes. On the very road beneath St Mary's and the Abbey leading up to the 199 Steps, in the middle of the old town, right beneath the wings of the Shadow Over Whitby... in the top two floors of a rickety old little building tucked tight in between its neighbours, with the sun coming through the ceiling and my window overlooking Church Street itself. It is fragging perfect. There is only one place I'd have been happier to get and that would've been the very corner of the West Cliff, but there's nothing going up there so this will do just FINE, thankyou!

And... well, I have nothing to add to this information, really. There is no point in my filling up half a page with capslock when everyone who knows me will be able to guess EXACTLY how I feel about this. ^_^

Laters,
Rath

PS And some kind souls have put a ton of Ingrimm songs on Youtube since I looked last! Yay!

*IS TEN THOUSAND TIMES DED*

Oh my... I cannot articulate how much I love this, mostly because I am laughing too hard. But seriously, this has just given me an entire year's worth of joy in the space of five minutes.

Okay, everyone knows The Wind Beneath My Wings, right? Here's Michael Ball's version, which I happen to like, for reference (excuse the Xena, but this was the only version of it I could find on Youtube). Classic, slow, sentimental, much loved song you can play at weddings, funerals and your Dad's sixtieth birthday bash. You know the one.

Now, here are my beloved, beloved boys Sonata Arctica (YES, the Finnish metal band, for those of you sitting at the back) doing their version of this pop classic. I... am INCOHERENT, seriously. Oh, my BOYS. This is simultaneously utterly and soaringly gorgeous and the funniest thing I have heard ALL DECADE. ~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~♥~

Dear power metal scene, and Sonata Arctica in particular, I love you very, very much. Please do not ever, ever change, and in particular please do not ever develop ANY sense of how you look to people whose senses of the ridiculous have developed beyond the embryonic. Please keep doing wonderful, ludicrous, utterly unselfconscious things like this for ever and ever, because the world could more easily spare a million scoffers than it could spare one band THIS AWESOME. ^_^

...I would totally dance to this if it ever got played in a club. And if they play it live next time I see them, I bet I cry. ^_^

Laters,
Rath

If you can hear this sound somewhere in the distance:

./~BURN DOWN JERUSALEM
My wish is your command...!./~

it is almost certainly me singing along on the astral plane loudly enough to be actually audible. Cannot... stop... listening... to Dream Evil's Crusader's Anthem. And every time I play it I seem to be turning it up another notch.

Have not felt like this since was seventeen and playing air guitar while standing on bed listening to Dio and Manowar. Currently not sure which of mp3 player, heart, brain, and universe is going to explode first. \m/^_^\m/ ♥ ♥ ♥

SEND HELP. AND BIGGER SPEAKERS.

The Navigator