As I type there is a death metal band playing in the car park outside my office. I shit you not. They have cleared the cars and set up a stage, and there are many bearded, spotty and black-clad youths moshing in the rain. And that’s just the girls (boom-boom). One of the blokes was wearing a t-shirt with the slogan “Smoke crack and worship satan”, which might give you an idea of where the bands are coming from.
So far they have played two songs. As far as I can tell, the first one was called “Blllooooaarrrghhh, blaaaaaaaghhhhh, Saaaaaataaaannnn!” and the second one was called “Grooooooowwwwl, Blooooooarrrgggh, Bloargh!!!”
The windows are vibrating. I can only hope for an electrical fault and a mass-electrocution brought on by the rain , which could well be taken as divine intervention against the satanists.
Actually, the third song has begun. It’s called “Bo-wahhh, bo-wahhhh, bo-waaaaaaaaaarrrrggGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!”. I quite like this one.