We are both Tranquilos™ and Fucking Crazy™. Spectacularly homeless and yet optimistic. There’s a sour taste in our mouths. Blackened notes, with a tint of red (wine). We are Satan Made Me Do It and we are back with a main-event calibre show worthy of the noblest ziggurats. What we got here is 80 minutes of delightful darkness come alive through the power of our resolve and an overly complicated home setup put together to inflict pain and mess with our poisoned heads.
Rough around the edges, as always, and as always a product of our fondness for a noisy way of life.
Still here and still louder than y’all. We shall return…..
[While we figure out the future of our format in regards to the main-event two-hour-long metal shows that distinguish SATAN MADE ME DO IT, we’re trying something up: music reviews. We’ll go for old and new releases, hi-fi, lo-fi and everything in between and the only rule is that it’s got to be METAL! Hopefully, these will not only keep you satisfied until we get back on track with our radio shows, but also give you another motivation to drop by every now and again.]
It hasn’t been easy lately. Two whole months have gone by since our last apparition. We’re like a cheap bottle of red wine left open and slowly going bad. Motherfucker.
It’s ok, it’s ok. Things are looking better now. And although you have to wait a bit more for our next two-hour-long Radio Quântica episode, we’re making sure you have some company for the coming weeks. It’s not exactly the friendliest bed in town, but maybe you’ll like it.
Ever felt so good it made you SICK? We’re talking inclined towards decisive detestation here. Figured it wasn’t possible, but – HEY! – we were mistaken.
Our cauldron remains good and greasy, the spell is bitterer than before and there is good reason to believe the KABOOM will keep getting bigger and bigger. Moldy death metal epics, satanic certainties, caveman noise amplified, doom & gloom and Portuguese relics (Conjunto Típico Torreense Cult).
It’s not every day we see a new SATAN MADE ME DO IT show – it’s only once a month (ha!) and that makes it all the more special and especially distinct. Lo and behold this two-hour long episode, for ‘tis a small wonder of the world! And don’t get too comfortable with the inviting opener either, cause it’s only there to trap you under our ever-bolder bitter spell of blackened kaboom!
Highlights from Barroselas 2018, sonic fornication and a million great ways to be metal.
*ANTI-brutal death metal / slam / deathcore BRIGADE*
If not us, then who? SATAN MADE ME DO IT are back to its despicable duo format after one of us moved from sunny Lisbon to leathery London. And you can tell by this show: we’re thirsty for gallons of blood and hungry for ingesting chunks of hot metal as easy as eating celery sticks.
There’s dark ambient and synth, noisy dementia and depression, tons of metal punk, south american vibes, punk hardcore anger, saucy band names, crazy use of the mixing table’s flanger, reverb and phaser effects, and plain old school metal on top. And guess what: it all makes sense. One of those metal shows you can actually dance to.
No one does it quite like SATAN MADE ME DO IT and you better believe it!
The nightmare continues, but don’t get any ideas: we most certainly DON’T want to wake up. In our dreams we traverse through elevations of twistedness on our way to godhood and hope to find the Great Kat shredding from the top of that special spike.
Music takes the pain away. And we at Satan Made Me Do It know just what you need – MORE TERRORS! In just two hours we visit the Americas, Europe and Oceania and the journey PAYS OFF IN THE END.