Interesting for roughly the first half, then it just got SO. REPETETIVE. Some of it was insightful, but it got really boring, and by the time I hit the chapter about Absurd, I got tired of sifting through page after page of Nazi bullshit.

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i got bored by the second half when they started rambling on about satanism-

also why were the authors so obsessed with neo-nazi and murderer Varg Vikernes???? like it was getting to the point where it was a little uncomfy
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enjoyable read for those interested in metal history, and perhaps for broader music history enthusiasts as well ? and has some information thats lesser known in the black metal community
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La primera parte del libro se me hizo muy interesante, la historia de como se forma el black metal en torno a un grupo de jóvenes outsiders agarra vuelo y se transforma en una historia sobre asesinos y terroristas. Y Bam! De la nada pasamos de la música, al satanismo al fascismo y Nazismo. 
De todas formas creo que el libro está un poquito sesgado en info, sí creo que varios "personajes" sí dijeron esas cantidad de weas.
Debo decir que esperaba más, una lástima.
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god, that was a ROUGH read. the last 4 chapters really take a big detour, though i suppose it's worth looking into the relationship between norwegian black metal and nationalism/fascism. still an overall enlightening read and has a lot of cool photographs and other visuals, as well as insightful interviews with a lot of important people to the scene!

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I love books about music scenes (any music scene, really) and am not immune from morbid curiosity about murderers and miscreants – but hells bells was this a slog. Written mostly in sensationalist fanzine style (“the prison environment functions as a hothouse for Vikernes’s fertile mind”) with some splashes of Dr. Evil deciding if things are evil enough, the book offers some minor rebukes and corrections at times but is mostly content to just let the hateful BS spew forth unfiltered, transcript-style, from provincial, cosplaying edgelords and boring old bigots like Varg Vikernes, whose prison rantings are so predictable and tedious that they’d make a disappointed Odin gouge out his other eye.

Ridiculous. They made some nice tunes though. Book rambles a bit at times but in the end most of the asides are worthy detours through the dark forest.