Dimmu Borgir is another great black metal band, but Shargrath has a tendency to speak to the audience in his metal growl. Perhaps that's considered to be very threatening in Scandinavia, but over here people just laugh.
Samael manages to entertain me from time to time with how heartbroken or hopeful some of the songs can seem. Songs like, "Us" and, "Together" (Which is very catchy, but the lyrics just aren't metal). However, there's no contest that "Radiant Star" has the funkiest electric organ of any black metal song that I know of!
Violent Work of Art got a laugh out of me on "Waiting And Wandering". For basement metal, they are really very well recorded, and are probably the main reason that I even bother writing music. However, on "Waiting And Wandering" there was a female vocal (Sample?) that just doesn't fit the song, strikes me as off-key and just generally ellicits laughs from anyone who overhears it. That one female vocal may be the only real mistake that they have ever made. I think whenever a record label listens to them and considers giving that a distribution deal, someone pops in, "Waiting And Wandering" and then they change their mind and go sign Jessica Simpson's third cousin twice removed instead.
Fred Durst makes me laugh because he's a fucktard. Fred Durst has a voice that could make a Buddhist monk lose it and bash his damn face in with a cinder block. It doesn't help that every Limp Bizkit song sounds exactly the same. Yet, even though they have been pumping the same songs out every album (You know, Fred is pissed about something, he'll be singing in a whiny voice, and the entire song will revolve around a chorus that will be repeated no less than 3 times) people continue to buy their albums! I think that scientists will sooner discover a cure for AIDS, cancer, Lou Gehrig's Disease, Multiple Scerosis and the common cold before anyone figures out why Limp Bizkit hasn't been dragged out into the street and castrated with hot irons.
And when will he finally take that stupid red cap off? *MESSAGE TO FRED DURST* We all know you're bald, quit kidding yourself. Take the damn hat off.
There, I think I've vented enough for the day.
Up the Irons! 
