I am at Lou's house watching a documentary on the early black metal scene. In a scene that is showing Count Grishnack chained to a lamppost in a city street. Knives and blood. Has he just been arrested and is about to be killed. Some kind of mistake has been made! Another black metal musician runs fast up the street, and away from Grishnack. He is going to save him!
Lou is less than impressed with this documentary than me We go to sleep, both on separate sofas. A harsh metallic static, evil and jarring. What is that I ask Lou. She replies it is music she listens to to help her sleep.
The sound of people passing by in the street outside
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