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Filth is the debut studio album by American experimental rock band Swans. It was released in 1983 through Neutral Records, following the release of the band's self-titled debut EP in 1982. Though it did not receive much contemporary attention, Filth has since been recognized as ahead of its time and significant to heavy genres of music. Musically, the album is bleak, grinding, and deliberately repetitive, defined by two bassists persistently doubling over the same chord.

A long time ago in a dimension far, far away there was a collective of midgets fighting over a hummus snack, who have nothing at all to do with our story, which really begins in . Though dead to the world, he would occasionally whimper utterances which were a window into the mind of filth that beheld his name and title: No, Juelz Santana please don't touch me there Female comedians are very funny Must eat more hummus The other kids won't let me play in the park It's my turn to ride the chocolate man The school bus is responsible for their deaths, not me Yes, it was I who left the steamy surprise My step-dad was a veiny.

Dani Filth – Everything inspires me. I am a big avid collector of weird artifacts like masks, voodoo stuff, statues, horror toys, Lovecraftian, Egyptology, if it is weird, I love it. The area I live in influences me, the people I hang around with, movies, theater, and I am still an avid reader. It really has been a consistent busy time for two decades now for the band. Now Cradle of Filth recently released in May a new collection titled Total Fucking Darkness which consists of early demos in one package of a 2 LP and a digipak CD. It is interesting to hear these early tunes. Dani Filth – We released Total Fucking Darkness with demos and remastered them in a great place in Oxfordshire, England.

SWANS: FILTH Vinyl, re-mastered in 2015 and now on vinyl for the first time in decades. This double album, part of a planned series of reissues, captures the Swans at the beginning of their career. The first CD contains their earliest album, Filth, along with a previously unreleased live performance at the Kitchen. It's a classic album and, even though the quality isn't great, sounds more uncompromising live. The second consists of unreleased studio tracks, tape experiments, and live recordings from 1982 through 1985, providing an interesting balance to the "finished" compositions of Filth.

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Cradle Of Filth's Dani Filth sets the world to rights on political apathy, binge drinking and his mum's surprising appearance in The Guinness Book Of World Records. With his band Cradle Of Filth scaring parents and priests for 25 years, Dani Filth has never hidden his devilish opinions and quick wit from his army of devotees. We chat to Suffolk’s most shadowy character about bonding with his fans, upsetting the Russian Orthodox Church and inventing rock’n’roll darts. As time goes on, everyone seems to be regrouping in the middle. Obama became a spokesperson for the UK government. He must have had his words written for him.

Punishment plays a large part in Filth, to the point where sadomasochism is framed as less of an aberrant perversion than a grueling continuum of normalcy-and at times, a state of ecstatic release. Weakling" doesn’t denigrate the submissive; this isn’t fascist music, as its unforgiving textures might indicate, but a profound inversion of power: "You know everything/ I forgot how to breathe/ You’re touching my chest/ When I’m touched, I bleed," Gira bellows through clenched jaws. The generous live material included on Filth’s reissue is the most thrilling and telling part of the whole package. The consternation and confusion of the crowd is palpable in the nervous catcalls and sparse, almost petrified applause.