Above: metalheads in Mexico City last week. Note the Tsjuder shirt. My mother is telling me not to go outside. This is New York Fucking City. If everyone followed her advice, nothing would get done. Or perhaps everyone would be alive. WHO knows. Supposedly an industrial pig farm started all this. One level below pandemic, people are still consuming and turning the gears that grind them to dust. Crank up The Harvest Floor – John Darnielle told you to – and prepare for end times. Megadeth, indeed.