{"id":84768,"date":"2018-11-15T09:00:13","date_gmt":"2018-11-15T15:00:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/toiletovhell.com\/?p=84768"},"modified":"2018-11-15T09:09:41","modified_gmt":"2018-11-15T15:09:41","slug":"thrawsunblat-thursday-great-brunswick-forest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/toiletovhell.com\/thrawsunblat-thursday-great-brunswick-forest\/","title":{"rendered":"Thrawsunblat Thursday: Great Brunswick Forest<\/i>"},"content":{"rendered":"
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No tech this week; I’m just here to tell you about how Thrawsunblat<\/strong> really like Canada.<\/p>\n

Like, they\u00a0really<\/em> like it. Enough so that they ditched the distortion and the screams in order to write an impassioned ode to the Great White North. While acoustic guitars, clean singing, and an undying love for their home country<\/a> aren’t really outside their purview, hearing they were going all-in on their folk side made me a little leery (note: I wasn’t aware of their <\/em>Vast Arboreal Sky EP until after I had finished writing this. Oops<\/em>). My past experience with all-acoustic black metal has been, uh, less than favorable<\/a>, so I approached\u00a0Great Brunswick Forest<\/em> with some trepidation. Trepidation that was almost entirely unwarranted, as luck would have it.<\/p>\n