Contact Heart Impaled. Streaming and Download help.
Boundless Obscenity by Brain Drill. Brain Drill lives up to it's name with skull splitting intensity, maniacal grooves and insane guitar riffs.
Heart Impaled. Highly talented guitarist with exceptional guitar skills and a great sound. A must listen for progressive metal fans. If you like Heart Impaled, you may also like:. A new compilation series featuring cat-loving metal bands from every state donating their tracks for local animal welfare organizations.
Two death metal legends unite for a once-in-a-lifetime LP; rife with classic appeal and flavor, it's a manifesto that works in any era. Master Boot Record fires up a monstrously-efficient assembly line, powered by industrial, synth-wave, and hardcore techno.
At the moment of his supreme triumph, a man of science dodges an assassin's bullet and loses everything that truly matters in his life. Now only a miracle can save Dr. Tom Carter's dying daughter: the blood of salvation shed twenty centuries ago. In the volatile heart of the Middle East, amid the devastating secrets of an ancient brotherhood awaiting a new messiah, Tom Carter must search for answers to the mysteries that have challenged humankind since the death and resurrection of the greatest Healer who ever walked the Earth. Because suddenly Carter's life, the life of his little girl, and the fate of the world hang in the balance After two thousand years, the wait is over He lives in London with his wife, Jenny, and their daughter.
December 10, Stockholm, Sweeden. It continues to snow. As it has done throughout the award ceremony and the celebration banquet that followed.
Huge flakes of white fall from the dark sky, appearing suddenly in the powerful lights that illuminate the red brick of the Stadshuset, Stockholm's City Hall. Despite the cold and the snow, a small hardy crowd has gathered by the steps to watch the royal couple and the prizewinners leave.
Hands pushed deep into overcoat pockets, one broadshouldered figure moves to the front, perhaps hoping for a better view. But as Olivia follows Dr. Tom Carter out of the City Hall and into the Swedish night, she doesn't notice this watcher's unusual eyes staring at her husband. She's too busy checking that her eight-year-old daughter buttons her red coat. It's freezing. That's a new one.
He crouches down to Holly's level, his blue eyes studying her as if she's something in his laboratory. Then he shrugs and smiles. They look good together, thinks Olivia, following behind. Their daughter is beautiful, although Olivia would never dare tell her that. Just getting Holly to forsake her jeans and Nikes and put on a dress for the ceremony has been a major achievement. Tom turns and laughs at something Holly says, and Olivia sees his intense blue eyes soften.
Looking at his tall, gangly frame and the flakes of snow resting in his unruly black hair, she is reminded how handsome he looks, especially in the white tie and tails he wears beneath his cashmere coat. Both he and Jasmine deserved the prize and Olivia feels so proud of them that she barely notices the biting cold. At that moment Dr.
Jasmine Washington comes up beside her. The young computer scientist's short, styled Afro is hidden beneath the hood of a bright blue cape, which looks almost electric in the spotlights. The dark skin of her elfin face contrasts with the snow and the whites of her eyes. He walks straight up to her husband and pats him on the shoulder, congratulating him again. A few inches shorter than Tom, Jack is still over six feet, and powerful with it.
His craggy face, complete with a crescent-shaped scar running from his left nostril to the left side of his mouth, makes him look more like a boxer than the joint head of the world's largest biotech company. Their group is now almost complete as they make their way to the waiting limousines, their interiors lit up like carriages of old. Olivia is impressed with the size of the crowd gathered at the base of the steps. But more than enough lights focus on their small group.
Jasmine gestures behind her.
Jasmine laughs, her teeth white against her skin. Getting a scholarship to Stanford, followed by a PhD.
But this-this was something else. They had indeed, according to the head of the Karolinska Institute, the body that awards the Nobel Prize for Medicine and Physiology. The short, silver-haired man had hailed Tom's brainchild, born of his mastery of genetics and Jasmine's genius with protein-based computers, the most significant scientific achievement since Watson and Crick discovered the DNA double helix.
One that would save countless lives. Olivia remembers how back in January Tom and Jasmine had first demonstrated the Genescope's ability to decode every human gene from just a single body cell. In one stroke their invention had made the international Human Genome Project redundant. Jasmine reaches forward and pats Holly on the back "Well, my goddaughter didn't seem too impressed.
I saw her yawn twice. Holly gives a sheepish shrug and blows a snowflake off her nose. Well, a little. It was pretty long, wasn't it?