Behold, little ones! Your lamentations do not fall upon deaf ears. What started as a simple weekend investigation turned into a cross-dimensional goose chase, and upon my Return to the Swamp I find that the end of blog things has come and gone, and nobody told me.
The archives are intact, though. Sorry to leave you with such a shitty black metal record, but I'm pretty excited to sit down and sort out all these submissions from readers.
Those of you who've expressed interest in the field of parallel-universe record collecting, you're right, it should have been Lars.
It shall be duly noted that all sounds contained within, whether sublime or most horrible, remain solely for the purposes of research and shall not be transmitted onto any other frequency. All responsibility lies, once this narrow threshold is crossed, with you, gentle reader. I shall do my best to assist your journey should things go awry, but be forewarned: This way lies madness.