(Andy Synn wrote this latest installment in the “Five of My Favourite” series. He seems pretty smug, given that today isn’t over yet.)
Well since the world didn’t end (you’re welcome by the way…) how about a quick column on five of my favourite songs about… the end of the world?
SCAR SYMMETRY – “CALCULATE THE APOCALYPSE”
Ah, what a tune. Thick and crunchy cyber-ised melodic death metal, with lyrics about the destruction of the world via the medium of a gigantic asteroid. Our inevitable destruction has never been so catchy.
‘Estimate time of impact
Calculate the fatal fact
Estimate the cataclysm
Calculate the apocalypse’
SEND MORE PARAMEDICS – “EVERYTHING IS NOT UNDER CONTROL”
Send More Paramedics were a stripped down punky-thrash band obsessed with – what else? – zombies. ‘Everything Is Not Under Control’ captures the zombie apocalypse in progress, and it’s a rip-roaring ride indeed. If you like that sort of thing.
‘Now It’s Twenty Twenty-Five
The Dead Arise To Claim Your Life
The TV Says It’s Martial Law
Outside The Streets Run Red With Gore’
DARK FUNERAL – “ARMAGEDDON FINALLY COMES”
We’ve had asteroids and zombies, so how about a song about drowning the world in demonic hellfire? After all, there’s always going to be someone celebrating the end of the world, and it might as well be the Satanists, right?
‘The sky spit flames, Armageddon has come.
The wrath of Satan descends upon this mortal world.’
ALTAR OF PLAGUES – “THROUGH THE COLLAPSE: III – WATCHERS RESTRAINED”
A very different take on the (newly invented) sub-genre of ‘Apocalypse Metal’, this is a track of slow burning decline, which starts with a terrible fury, and slowly, and sickeningly, fades into an empty, desolate nothingness. This is the sound of the world ending not with a bang, but with a whimper…
‘Assemble the masses at the cliffs,
and we shall cast ourselves to the seas.
Rain strips the skin from our bones.
We fall into the cracks of the earth..
THE BLACK DAHLIA MURDER – “I WILL RETURN”
And just to finish things off, how about a song about actually surviving the end of days? Albeit, potentially as a frozen, disembodied head… Still, beggars can’t be choosers, eh?
‘Cryonics! Reanimate this life
Remake the fleshy juggernaut
In which the mind will ride
Cryonics! A wisdom is preserved
Frozen forever evolutionary curve’
EDITOR’S NOTE: Leave a comment if you’ve got a good candidate for an apocalypse song that Andy overlooked. The day’s not over yet. Here’s my choice: