A couple of weeks ago I found some old Elric paperbacks on someone’s stoop (that’s how we freecycle in BKLN – just leave your cool crap on the stoop for someone else). As an old school D&D player, I knew of Elric but hadn’t ever read Michael Moorcock’s tale of the nihilist young Melnibonean emperor who attempts to cheat fate and save the world despite his dual addictions to drugs and a demonic sword.
Stumbling on Woodkid’s Iron video as I journey through tales that informed so much of my creative aesthetic feels like a gift from Arioch himself: a wicked delight, an otherworldly scheme.