The Greater of Two EvilsNew York's black metal scene escapes the underground's clutch and moves mainstream

Erik Danielsson of Watain

BEHIND A ROW of inverted crosses a roadie rams brown, rotting animal skulls onto massive onstage pikes. Their decaying smell fills all 8,000 square-feet of Manhattan’s Santos Party House. “I’ll stay for the first hour unless I pass out,” says twenty-something NYU academic advisor Stephanie Gika, before putting a sweater over her nose. The stench sticks to concert goers indiscriminately, ruining everything from Gika’s white sweater to the metalhead up front’s black hoodie with the word “Goatwhore” written on it.

Watain is the only group that can become more ghastly than the 12 carcasses they’ve impaled onstage. The Swedish black metal band lives out their death and damnation while performing covered in dirt, blood and black-and-white corpse paint makeup. Their songs are more like satanic odes formed from vicious, swarming guitars and screams to “sodomize the god that failed.” Singer Erik Danielsson has no witty stage banter or showoff moves for the ladies. The only fan he does acknowledge is the crowd surfer he violently kicks for getting too close to the stage. But like method actors in a twisted play, the diverse New York audience raises devil horn hand signs of approval for all these black metal sacrileges. And of course, Gika stays the entire show.

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Textures: Comic BooksAn eye-catching, nostalgic journey into the world of superheroes and speech bubbles

COMIC BOOKS DON’T get enough respect. In the eyes of most folks, they’re juvenile, trivial, mindless; triflings of no real literary value that are best left to children. But these snobbish denunciations couldn’t possibly be more wrong. For a lot of kids, superhero comics are a creative gateway, an early introduction to the fundamentals of storytelling, visual art, and graphic design. The plots are implausible, sure, but they are complex, multifaceted, full of shocking twists and fast-paced action. Perhaps more than any other medium, comic books require readers to suspend their disbelief and shrug off their cynicism. These are works that open our minds to wonder, modern myths that fuel our imaginations with vivid imagery and fantastic fables.

Below, we survey the brilliant colors, bold illustrations and beloved characters that make comic books such a vital part of our popular culture.

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The Week In Entertainment, Vol. 17We discuss the songs, shows, flicks, and videos that caught our attention over the past seven days

This week, Hov and Yeezy put on one hell of a show; The Muppets hits all the right notes; Grimm receives a logic-defying full-season order; Skyrim blows the minds of gamers everywhere; and a couple of bison show off the true meaning of kinship.

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Fiiiiiiiiiiiinally…...The Rock has come back to Madison Square Garden, and our wrestling guru was there to witness the mayhem

FIFTEEN YEARS AGO, I attended my very first WWE—then WWF—event. It was the 10th annual Survivor Series, which for the first time was taking place at Madison Square Garden. I was 7 years old at the time and could not have been more thrilled. My dad passed on taking me to WrestleMania X in March of 1994 with my older brother because he thought I was too young — though to be fair, I have the vaguest of memories of the Rangers winning the Stanley Cup from that summer, so who knows if I would’ve even remembered it. I do, however, remember November 17, 1996 quite vividly.

Being that I was 7, every move of every match was breathtaking to me. In retrospect, the card from top to bottom wasn’t spectacular, but above average. Of course, that opinion is influenced by the era it took place in. That card blows most of the recent pay-per-views out of the water. There were a few unforgettable moments, the types you’d normally expect from the big time stars. But as years passed, I began to reminisce that night for a reason I never would have expected. I remember that night so fondly because it was the debut of Rocky Maivia—or, as most of the world soon came to know him, The Rock.

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The Famished Gentleman: Thanksgiving EditionMake this Turkey Day one to remember with this mouth-watering recipe for the classic festive bird

There’s usually a moment of surprise when I tell people that Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. I guess the answer they expect is one of the celebrations like Christmas or Hanukkah—the ones where gift giving (or, perhaps more importantly, gift receiving) is a requisite custom. Maybe they expect an answer like July 4th or New Year’s Eve, when excessive drinking and all-night parties are the norm.

But no, I prefer Thanksgiving above all of them, in spite of its dubious and somewhat checkered origins. (The first Thanksgiving? Somehow, I doubt it went down like the pictures we were shown in grade school.) Call me a glutton, call me a typical American, call me what you will, but I’m a sucker for any day comprised of football, a big turkey dinner, and a smorgasbord of homemade desserts. Add to that the lack of pressure that comes with having to find the right gifts, and the inevitable disappointment when I get all the wrong ones, and you’ve got the perfect holiday in my book.

That’s why today, Handlebar is bringing you the recipe for a fantastic traditional turkey and stuffing dinner, that you can serve up as the main course for your holiday meal. Courtesy of Grandma Wolf, I’d bet this turkey and sausage stuffing combo will have your entire family eating in complete silence—and that’s only because they’ll be too busy chowing down to bother talking.

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