Compilation of live in-the-room Instagram video guitar licks/riffs.

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Brand new album clip from my upcoming 7 string progressive metal album 'Through Storms of Steel'.

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"Million will be at each other’s throats and in the process, they will strip this place barer than a swarm of locusts. The depredations of the last compressed into three to four years and extended over the entire continent; famine, disease, the universal lapse into barbarism, both of the armies and the people, in the wake of acute misery; irretrievable dislocation of our artificial system of trade, industry and credit, ending in universal bankruptcy; collapse of the old states and their conventional political wisdom to the point where crowns will roll into the gutters by the dozen, and no one will be around to pick them up."

Brand new album clip from my upcoming progressive metal album 'Through Storms of Steel'.

Thanks for watching! Best, Gregor

“A few moments later, when the leading British line was within 100 yards, the rattle of machine gun and rifle fire broke out from the whole front of shell holes. Immediately afterwards, a massive shelling from the German batteries in rear tore through the air and burst through the advancing lines. Whole sections seemed to fall. The advance rapidly crumbled through hail of shells and bullets...”

“Humanity is mad. It must be mad to do what it is doing. What a massacre. What a sense of horror and carnage. I cannot find words to translate my impressions. Hell cannot be so terrible…”

“Hans is dead. Fritz is dead. Wilhelm is dead. There are many others. I am now quite alone in the company. And now it is raining, so that all who are not wounded fall ill. God grant that we will soon be relieved. Our losses are dreadful. This is almost unendurable. If only peace would come…”

New clip from my upcoming progressive metal instrumental album 'Through Storms of Steel'.

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Gregor

"The rain drives on, the stinking mud becomes more evilly yellow, the shell holes fill up with green-white water, the roads and tracks are covered in inches of slime, the black dying trees ooze and sweat and the shells never cease. They alone plunge overhead, tearing away the rotting tree stumps, breaking the plank roads, striking down horses and mules, annihilating, maiming, maddening, they plunge into the grave, and cast up on it the poor dead. It is unspeakable, godless, hopeless. I am no longer an artist interested and curious, I am a messenger who will bring back word from the men who are fighting to those who want the war to go on for ever. Feeble, inarticulate, will be my message, but it will have a bitter truth, and may it burn their lousy souls." (Paul Nash).

https://codatocoda.bandcamp.com/album/iwm-ww1-armistice-interpretation-sound-installation

Brand new clip from my upcoming instrumental progressive metal album 'Through Storms of Steel' - Thanks for watching!

"And there was war in heaven: Michael and his angels fought against the dragon; and the dragon fought and his angels, And prevailed not; neither was their place found any more in heaven. And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him."

New clip from my upcoming album. Thanks for watching.

"In the cold, sallow, ghostly light of dawn…a trench appears into which a devastating bombardment has just descended. A poisonous sulphur yellow pool glistens in the depths like a smirk from hell. Otherwise the trench is filled up with hideously mutilated bodies and human fragments. From open skulls brains gush like thick red groats; torn-up limbs, intestines, shreds of uniforms, artillery shells form a vile heap ... Half-decayed remains of the fallen, which were probably buried in the walls of the trench out of necessity and were exposed by the exploding shells, mix with the fresh, blood covered corpses. One soldier has been hurled out of the trench and lies above it, impaled on stakes."

So it was on autumn days in the trenches south of Soissons.

Brand new album clip below - thanks for stopping by and having a listen.

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"I weap thinking of all the miseries that the Gods have reserved for you, as the price of your present glory."

Greetings - Thought I would share some content art I used for inspiration from Otto Dix's 'The War' engravings.

The trauma and ruthlessness in these cartoon-like pictures really give you a sense of recurring nightmare. The more you look, the worse it gets.

Purgatorial shadows.

https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/gallery/2014/may/14/art-apocalypse-otto-dix-first-world-war-der-krieg-in-pictures

https://mapinacotheque.blogspot.com/2018/03/otto-dix-der-krieg-50-eaux-fortes-part-1.html

https://mapinacotheque.blogspot.com/2018/03/otto-dix-der-krieg-50-eaux-fortes-part-2.html