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The “people think metal is satanic, but it’s actually [insert palatable thing]” commentary in music discourse does way more harm than good to the metal community as a whole, imo. Metal has always been counter culture to Christian norms. Satan has always been a symbolic figure for those outcast by the holier-than-thou’s. Metal has always used satanic imagery for shock and awe.

Fear of Satan’s influence on the souls of “good Christians” drove those same people to label metal as a corrupting force with active political campaigns to censor metal completely. If you’re trying to make metal palatable, you’re giving in to this narrative that metal has to fundamentally change in order to justify its continued existence.

You can have sub-genre preferences and sure, there are “Christian” Metal bands out there subverting religious expectations. None of that changes the fact that Satan has always been and always will be an inextricable part of the metal scene. The very spirit of metal is satanic because of its positioning as an antithesis just as Satan is an antithesis.

Palatability was never the goal.

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GHOST & LES TAMBOURS DU BRONX

dracorouge

Children of Pittsburgh!

From the Mr. Smalls Theatre to.. not so small. You rawked the arena tonight with so much energy! What a warm welcome to Pennsylvania.

Thank you and

Good Night

/ A Nameless Ghoul

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evamasks

My Fit for Ghouls Ball St. Louis! Sorry I never updated you guys! I ended getting really sick the night before so was asleep most of the day before Ghouls ball. I was passing out prints (when I remembered to) and having a blast with people I had always wanted to meet irl. What a dream that night was!

karmicbias

Gonna pull this one out of mothballs for the occasion

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monday . mary

slavghoul

I heard that before your identity was revealed, your mother used to proudly tell everyone that her son was “a singer in the band Ghost”?

(laughs) Yes, it’s true. Well, she’s my mom, so sometimes she broke that unwritten rule to keep it all a secret, but it’s fine, everyone knows the truth now anyway. I remember a really funny situation involving my children, though. Ghost was about to play a concert in our hometown, so the walls in the city centre were full of posters with Papa Emeritus’ face on them. One of my children noticed the poster and shouted excitedly, “Ooooh, it’s daddy!” and the other one immediately rushed to shush them, whispering, “No, no, we don’t talk about this - it’s a secret!” (laughs) I told them that if they want to talk about it, I’m not going to stop them. After all, I want them to be proud of their dad!

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kiki vs bouba

lingenmustdie

Ritual memory, with love from Paris 💜

One year ago today was one of the happiest days of my life – a day when a dream came true and my first ever ritual became a reality. A day full of laughter, tears, joy, and happiness that changed me forever.

No-phones rule, something that seemed like a bizarre restriction at first, ended up being the perfect finishing touch that made this experience uniquely special and bonded us all together. That is exactly how this piece was born – from pure memories, a fleeting moment captured when Perpetua, looking at my tear-stained face and smudged makeup, traced that same gesture across his own face, singing the Lachryma chorus. I believe that was precisely the reason I lost my voice that evening :)