In all fairness, you don't go into metal to get rich and famous. You go into metal because it's awesome. If you want fame, you get a stylist and sing mid-tempo love songs. I'm just sayin'.
I'd say it's just about brvtal enough.
My pup Moose looks like Abbath. This is sufficiently metal enough for me.
Next week's agenda: drawing pentagrams with finger paint.
