<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Ritual on vo.rs</title><link>https://vo.rs/tags/ritual/</link><description>Recent content in Ritual on vo.rs</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><copyright>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License.</copyright><lastBuildDate>Sat, 17 May 2025 13:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://vo.rs/tags/ritual/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Bohemian Grove: The Owl, the Fire, and the Powerful Men</title><link>https://vo.rs/unravelled/bohemian-grove-the-owl-the-fire-and-the-powerful-men/</link><pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2025 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://vo.rs/unravelled/bohemian-grove-the-owl-the-fire-and-the-powerful-men/</guid><description/></item><item><title>Watain: Swedish Black Metal as Ritual Theatre</title><link>https://vo.rs/encore/watain/</link><pubDate>Sat, 27 Apr 2024 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://vo.rs/encore/watain/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;You smell a Watain show before you see it. The band are famous for dousing their stage and sometimes their gear in rotting animal blood, and the stench travels — through the barrier, into the pit, up into the balcony. It is deliberate, it is disgusting, and it is the single most honest piece of stagecraft in extreme metal, because it forces the audience to physically share the thing the music is about: death, decay, ritual, the deliberate breaking of the comfortable. Whatever you think of Watain, and there is a great deal to think, they mean it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>