LIBERA NoS A MALO ! ! ! MALU ???

Thursday 24th June of year 2010, Morgoth left the cul-de-sack under the bridge with a heavy heart. No, he has not yet received the eviction notice; it’s not his families moving either, it was far worst. The fear he had when stigmata announced they're new Album is going to bleed the ears on 26.06.2010. It was only third to his fears of seeing his own guitar destroyed or getting tied up with cotton wools in a room full of Nymphatamines: Missing the Stigmata album launch!!! And finally it seemed a reality: His Family is going on a four day trip with him to the south of Sri Lanka where any person with Exa-badluck (Exa=〖10〗^6) will go - KATARAGAMA!

Finally 26th morning Dawned... And Morgoth is almost 208KM's away from the album launch venue, he almost felt sick, vomiting... well anyone would have those when they're missing something this big. He felt like he got owned to the worst, meanest bone of bad-luck life has offered.

Yet…

Yet there was one being that remained uncounted…

His Fairy-god-Angel-naughtiness that always remains with him even in his worst plight. And slowly... Morgoth's naughty angel: like out of a very naughty anime wearing red corset and black leather gloves and boots taunting morgoth with a cane plus her tomboyish attitude, set to work. She always gave him goose bumps by making him think that one of these days he's going to get tied up and blindfolded by her. Her charm started to work: 8:15AM and the priests at the 'Kovil' opened the place for worships, which was exactly 1hour and 15 minutes earlier than other days. around 10:00 AM Morgoth while in his motel room things took another turn with a stomach roll when his dad announced that they have to cut short the trip and head back Colombo. After few minutes of hesitations, toe nail biting(he ran out of the one’s in his fingers),butt-scratching and fidgeting Morgoth somehow blurted out that he also has to attend a gig at 7:00PM.He closed his eyes preparing for the worst when his father said :"Well hurry up sana.Looks like we don’t have all day eh ?". He got a slap and a pinch to his butt from his Angelic-naughtiness when he somehow managed to spell the words “Gee, Thanks...”

Then it was straight to the Road. Taking turns with Dad in race against time and hunger finally arrived at the 'Engalantha college' auditorium at 8:00PM with a bursting out heart.

Inside he was greeted (as Morgoth likes to think) by Stigmata playing "The Summoning cry of Aries" in full blast. It was like walking through the gates of heaven pushed inside by St.Peter (guy at the gate).The Old tracks went in to the air such as 'solitude' and 'Lucid'. There was even a small silence held in memory of 'Ronnie James Dio' who is now a god.

Commenting on "Summoning Cry of Aries".Speciality of this masterpiece is that the song starts with a haunting wailing where much eager-beaver fans joined. To add something to mesmerize is the 6/8 beat in the middle here and there. Normally the 6/8 beat is a laughing stockade going out whole-sale in record bars and Busses. But Taraka, Andy, Tenny, Suresh redefined the 6/8 beat with more than style. They should get a patent for it. The track is a Must Listen and a would be Legendary song in the future.

Metal heads also got to witness the very 1st Solo from a Beet-root-red blushing Tenny in the song "Nothing”. There was also the Instrumental "If Alpha Meets Omega"
shredded. What fans got in their face is the inability to Head bang in beat to
"Odyssey". The Fast breaks and difficult time signatures kept fans staring wide eyed, Open mouthed in direction of stage rather than the usual all hell Lose Head bangs.

The pit was wild in all other songs. Even Morgoth's fear of being thrown around the pit finally became a reality. Morgoth noted that he was the only morsel wearing slippers and suddenly one came loose and went spinning around somewhere. Morgoth now realizing his feet are more vulnerable for the big shoes went walking around and finally located the slipper ironically against a speaker. Pretending as nothing has happened he made a quick snatch from his Feet and the slipper was back where it should be. Avoiding the feet he managed again to join the chaos. He noted that one of these days Stigs will be really tempted to ask the crowd to Do a "Wall of Death" or something neck threatening like that.

Lastly there was Stigmata's Ode to their fans:"March of the Saints".Morgoth Marched on one spot like Heindrich Himmler's Waffen-SS wielding the Horns as the Salute. To his embarrassment not much were following the same...but...Then again every person has his own way...And he went on with his stupidity shouting "March!" Wishing others would join the March and the Salute. Yet the song came at full, shattering ear-drums and the pit all went into unison of Head banging. It was the last song of the day. It’s now or never, No one stays one spot, No one stays safe, Take no Prisoners...HEADBANG!!!

And the inevitable happened. It was the end...Yes the End... It was Adios, Ciao’s,hand shakes,patt's in the back's not to forget slap's in the arses all around. And the crowd went out to receive their treat of CD+POSTER each clinging to their like their own Oxygen tank. Morgoth got to get a pat also from Suresh and while asking not to hug because of his Stinky'ness Suresh replied "WHAT??? Do you think I’m made of Deodorant??" around with a much laughing crowd he went on with the hug. What Morgoth forgot to tell Suresh was that after driving almost 7hours on the Gall-road his body was infested by Salt...Poor Suresh must have had a real scratching time afterwards...It was all over for Morgoth. After getting his Prize pack... the much tired fellow briskly went out and went to the shack under the bridge where he calls home unable to recover from the songs blaring inside his head.Remembering that Suresh adviced to listen to the album with Headphones on while sipping on a spot of Milo....


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The above article never made it to the Press. Morgoth’s Editor after seeing it decided; since it also focus on an unnecessary Field trips and a tap-dance after a lifeless slipper not to mention he didnt get the connection between the title and the report...to feed it into the Shredding machine via his very seductive 'private secretary'. Little did he know that the secretary also likes to fulfil her bed time fancy's other than her boss. That same night on bed she handed it back to a very-Unmoving-Stiff bodied Morgoth while massaging his decaying Body. Morgoth later handed it to Gara-yaka as another unsuccessful article to upload.

Awaiting the Testament ...

What can you achieve in 10 years ?? as an individual..or maybe as a team.. Can you sacrifice all you're personal greed\ambition aside, and commit yourself for far worthier cause other than Matrimony ?

Let me tell you a story.. A big story, cut down here and there.Just to feed you the very essance.To enlighten you that there are more things in Heavan and Earth that cannot be bought for Money ...

10 Years ago there formed a small metal band which was formed by a group of 'small minded youths' as some people liked to call them.They had a big ambition to make it to the Big-Time as they called themself after the Much Famed album Arch Enemy released around the same year...
Well if i type this down honestly i would say that even i got to know this band's name after a Charity concert named 'Hope Rocks' (to gather fund for a Cancer Hospital). I realy dont know whether they Played it or not but a Friend told me that this band is going to play.
Then came the continuouse hammer of 'Rock Saturdays' at a Rugger pitch Named as CR&FC.. Beleve me when i say these are not good ol' English Turfed grounds.With Metal bands sprouting up here and their with big words,Big Names and much more Big Guys.But as all good stories go.. The bridge always gets hacked down by Injuns..Money is no exception.Saturday Organizers ran out of Greens.No blame to them. There were'nt much of a crowd here to support the light-bills of the Organizers and most bands of course gave up their hopes when the Saturdays died out...Our boys were still persistant of the fact that they wont scuttle the ship that they sail... Of course they say that those who are at the brink of Death makes the most noise.

Yet that noise too died down slowly...

Slowly ..

Till there were none.

It was around the end of January 2006. Suddenly people noticed that some dudes have cooked up something.And bless those who kept those hungry mouths feeding,In 25th February came out an album titled "Silent Chaos Serpentine" screaming out "Boundries Torn,Reveal all i am... Places burn down,here the bleeders sing.Their songs.." by non other than 'those dudes'. It was like, Russel Crow suddenly coming out of the water brandishing a sword,screaming a war-chant when all the gallery cried he has drowned. Except this want Russle Crow,the sword wasnet ordinary either: It came for 500/= and can keep you awake all night swaying your head and unable to believe ITS MADE IN SRI LANKA...

The Journey after that was a long one,and a Hard one.."No bed of roses..no pleasure cruise". Randy realy is quite right about dedicating Lamb of God's epic song "Walk with me in Hell" to their Road crew.Only those who hang around close enough get to know what these people run through in the name of Art.

But as the word evil stands with four letters,its spreaders are infinite.For among these people were the conventionalists: Well, we cant blame them that they cant face change,Then there are Those who didnt understand Metal:and they never will learn,

But by far the worse of 'em all were: The Vermin(as i like to call them).
These people love to spend their day by making some quick Greenies even by selling their own sister for sex if they were offered handsomely.The sudden revival of metal here in LK challenged them. For it kept growing bigger everyday and not that what bothered them..but these 'Dudes' cannot be hammered,bought easily for their own ways...
So they resolved to the one thing the US politicians did to the Commie's:
ISOLATE THEM !!! Let the simmer in their own stew and die away without
a flavour and let 'em come crawling back begging for forgivness,pity and submit themselvs for their own domination...

What a sound plan...

Only ...

Only As Jack Higgins points out in his books: Just like Hitler Didnt know that Walter Schellenberg was there to foil his every top secret coups of the Nazi's which could have changed the out come of the Great War as it had been, they simly left out the fact that, Chefs and Fry Cooks are two of a kind.These Chefs turned out the right food at the right time, for the hungry souls that craved tingle of 'Creme de la creme' through their ears.

The road goes on and on,Down from the door where it began..

Now they have Grown much more... No longer they are a pack of stubborn boys wearing rags and giving an aroma of stinking sweat... In the lyrics of their songs words are more Sermonic and the Voice has got its Originality, The Guitars raise eyebrows of Jimmy Page while getting nudges from an much impressed Keith Richards, The Skins make Mario Duplantier check his feet...

It was a 'Long Hard Road' in-deed...

PSALMS should be written for such long journey's...

CONSCIOUS They were about all that went on and the sacrifices they made ...

MARTYRDOM and much fitting one,to commit oneself for the religion of Music...

Despite what Marketing Managers or Donald Trump would say about such a long title. The Judgement has been passed. ' PSALMS of CONSCIOUS MARTYRDOM ' is the much fitting new album title of STIGMATA that will be released here in Sri Lankan Soil on 26.06.2010.


It's an open Challenege... A challenege for those Vermins, that no longer they can deny Stigmata's existance and their ability to survive,cope,and outride the Hardest storms that will come accross...

Because they have won it .. They have won the hearts, and Ears of their fans...

They'll Hollow their names, For their sacrifice...

What else would be fitting to achieve in a laps of 10 years... ??