Charmand Grimloch was the mastermind behind the awesome project Tartaros. Recommended album: The Grand Psychotic Castle. Am I a perv if the first thing that strikes my imagination when I think of that title is a Marquis de Sadesque situation?
For the series “one hot, one shot”, I propose Joachim Rygg from Norway. Nom de plume: Charmand Grimloch, Grimloch the charming. Charming indeed, I think, and sexy! Vampires are so fashionable nowadays, and hordes of rutting teens are eager to be sucked. Honestly, I prefer to suck. And I’m not talking about blood…
Yet another shirtless pic of our brave hero. Who said that metalheads are just a bunch of barrels of beer with human limbs? In any case, the tap of this chiselled cask surely releases a very refreshing beverage. Cheers!
The perspective from below is particularly suitable for highlighting the anatomic twists and turns of the male figure. Perhaps I like it because it’s what I see - in horizontal position - when I look upwards while walking down a guy’s treasure trail. Askan’s body is smooth and sleek: no trail. But I bet he’s got a nice treasure nonetheless.
Maybe I was wrong! Apparently he can get rid of his armor every so often. We are grateful but unsurprised: nobody would be ashamed of showing off such a body.
I spoke of a fighter… In this I wasn’t wrong: his posture reminds me of Kenshiro, lol!
I have seen many couples of blue eyes… but few were beautiful like these. Beautiful and strange. I kind of feel that they are the only entrance to reach the soul of this heavy-armoured, dark-haired man. Askan, pay attention! A lot of guys are probably eager to steal your heart.
Actually, he seems pretty fond of his armor. A true fighter indeed! And who might doubt it, judging on those arms?
Look at this pic and the previous one. His profile is exceptional.
This planet seems full of tough men. Sons of the urban sprawl, like Scott, or druids of a pagan land, like Daniel (Möller), it doesn’t matter. They all embody a different form of masculinity. This warrior of the wilderness is Askan, singer of German band Gernotshagen. Isn’t black metal a little bit too focused on frostbitten forests? I look at him, and I imagine a carpet of dead leaves and this man sleeping on it, naked on my side, his armor leaning against a trunk.