And one more.
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Question One: Where are you, mentally? Everything cool there? How's the coffee?
I'm doing quite okay at the moment, although there's this lingering thought that I've gotten a little too complacent lately. I need to get things in momentum soon. As for the coffee, black please. Or if I'm feeling dainty, forego the coffee and give me a cuppa chai. I love chai.
Question Two: Okay, a little easier now. Just as I asked Kou, if you had a sandwich right now, what would be on it?
Ooh, I want one of those Viet banh mi sandwiches. A lightly toasted French baguette roll with sweet pickled carrots, thinly sliced cucumber, lots of coriander and a variety of Viet cold cuts which I forget the name of. But one of them's a white pork loaf and the other's a pink-ish looking cured ham. Those are awesome, especially the white loaf that has peppercorns in them. Yum. Oh, and put some heat in there too with some long sliced chile peppers. Damn, now I really want one.
Question Three: Where do you see Metal going in the next few years? Is the metalcore/artcore/screamo thing really where things are headed? Or is the slowly-increasing number of 'traditional' bands who wear their Priest and Maiden patches on their...well, whatever. Or are The Mars Volta going to turn the amps up a little louder and move Stoner Metal to full-on LSD Metal? You get the idea. Prognosticate for me.
Unfortunately, the bastions of classic thrash and speed metal aren't getting any younger and I've yet to see some suitable heirs to the throne. European power metal might keep it going for a while longer but they're exhibiting signs of inbrededness at this point. If they don't break out of the mold they're in sometime soon, they're doomed to languish behind. Metalcore and emo rock may be all we've got to go on once the monsters of old finally play their last riff. And that's kind of sad because the rock spectacle of olden days ought to live on. Henry Rollins was once converted into the KISS Army and that's because those old geezers rocked harder and put on a better theatrical show than every act he opened for that year. I don't want to see a bunch of palefaced guys in a club slagging on their own music and barely working up the enthusiasm to cough into the microphone. I want the pyro and the steam to rise into the sky or if the band can't afford all that shit, I still want the experience of them charging onto the stage with every intent to rock so goddamn hard as to channel enough sonic force and passion to destroy ME. Not the dude with the cock stud on the left, or the kid with the Slayer t-shirt on the right or the naked drunk guy behind me, ME. Maybe there's hope in the future that some young Turks will rise to that challenge. I hope so.
Question Four: Let's play around with your interests list. So, if Iron Chefs Vancouver (played by SYL) met Iron Chefs Moscow (played by the Red Elvises) in a Kitchen Stadium still helmed by Kaga but judged by a panel of Robot Anime Heroes (like, I dunno, Ginrei, Gai Masamichi and Noriko Takaya. With, like Baron Ashura in the fortune-teller role) and the theme ingredient is Meat (It's BEEF!)
Who makes what, and who wins?
Iron Chef Vancouver presents an array of three dishes:
First up, Beef Sashimi Appetizer. Utilizing the Asian influences of his past, Devin Townsend presents this light dish of rare slices of beef.
Next, 1000 Miles of Cock. This orgy of fiery hot beef sausage cranked out in an hour will ignite the tasters' passions.
The main and final dish, Roadkill Stew. Pressure cooked into perfection, little Fabby Fox has been transformed into a delectable dish that will delight the tasters. A slight aftertaste of Hyundai adds a noble touch to this rustic stew.
Iron Chef Moscow counters with a three set of their own:
Their first dish, A Kegga Beer and Potato Chips. The crispy and light potato chips in this classic Siberian rock staple have been fried in beef tallow, thus fulfilling the theme requirements. The beer is Baltika 10, preferred Elite Beer of Soviets all around the world.
Next, Thai Style Sweet and Spicy Beef with Pineapple. Inspired by the memoirs of a Phuket geisha, this dish accentuates the red hot style of Iron Chef Moscow's flavors with a sensitive touch.
And last, Beef and Peanut Butter Banana Sandwich. This powerful dish incorporates the soul of Elvis Presley style cuisine, long lost since 1977. Suitable for enduring a long night of rock and roll debauchery, this sandwich is truly a masterwork of taste and presentation.
The final result? Whose CUISINE REIGNS SUPREME?!
Iron Chef Vancouver.
Comments from Baron Ashura: Well, Iron Chef Vancouver's first dish was completely raw and uncooked! We thought this was delightful but the other judges didn't agree with us. And that stew was tremendous! When Iron Chef Moscow presented us their dishes, the pilots loved them and got mightily drunk as well. But Gai died after eating the pineapple and the others died after the B&PBB sandwich so well, our opinion was the only opinion after cholesterol wracked their frail and weak human frames! AHAHAHAHAHAHA-hrm.
Question Five: Who are you, and what are you doing in my house? And where are my pants?!?!
I'm the goddamn Batman, lol.