Today's Hyperbole Corner: Dead and Deader

Courtesy of a couple of those clever advertising postcards one may pick up in independent record stores:

COBRA NOIR has unleashed its fury on the dead and the living. Fast and heavy, the hammering sound of this Canadian band is an assault without remorse. Contiuing the work that previous Canadian hardcore/punk bands began more than a decade ago, COBRA NOIR combines ferocious live performances with unsettling political lyrics.

I think we have achieved total heaviosity -- Woody Allen.
For more on this new album, Abode of the Dead, go to: www.cyclop-online.com (Only fair, I suppose.)

Lost Hunger is a haunting tale of a young woman Daenara and her unrelenting struggle to piece together her dark past. Venturing deep into the darkness of that world, she finds herself within the arms of a vampire. Seduced by his power and passion she finds herself embraced by a darkness, which exceeds her every fantasy. However within this darkness lies an evil, which waits patiently to rise up against Daenara. For her the battle has barely begun and the blood will surely never wash from her hands.

Who knew there was so much space in a vampire's arm? Are there no bones, no muscles? Also, exactly how dark is a fantasy about darkness, and then how dark would an actual darkness have to be to exceed your fantasy about darkness? Inquiring minds want to know. Find out more (again, only fair) at: www.losthunger.com (Lost Hunger? Does that mean you're full, or that you had a hunger here a minute ago and.....)