Someone should engage this inventor of false-dichotomies in dialogue. Like many metal 'outsiders' he instinctively grasps that there is substance in black metal, but is confused or alienated by the aesthetic sensibilities of the genre. He then tries to disentangle the substance from the aesthetic sensibility, without understanding that the latter is an organic expression of the former. His attempts to liberate substance from aesthetic are doomed to failure because he has failed to grasp the whole 'riddle' of metal (death and black both): that the 'solar' and the 'lunar' are part of a unified whole, that life and death go hand in hand, that ugliness and decay support vitality and beauty, etc.