Metal Anarchy

Cradle Of Filth frontman Dani Filth will be releasing his autobiography, “The Filth: My Life In Devilry And Debauchery,” in June 2027. The book was co-written by Joel McIver and it can be pre-ordered HERE.

Here’s a synopsis:

“Formed in 1991 in the heart of Suffolk, England, an ancient county steeped in witchcraft and dark folklore, CRADLE OF FILTH have spent more than three decades forging their reputation as one of the world’s most successful and uncompromising metal bands. Blending the cold, anti-authoritarian fury of black metal with the raw energy of classic thrash, their music is matched by an unmistakable artistic vision: gothic horror, vampiric bloodlust and unapologetic sexual hedonism.

Now, for the first time, founder, singer, lyricist and chief architect Dani Filth (né Davey) tells his extraordinary story in ‘THE FILTH.’ His autobiography takes readers deep into the macabre lore that shaped his childhood, the controversies and conflicts encountered along the way, and his work beyond CRADLE OF FILTH, including Devilment, Temple Of The Black Moon, film and television.

Dark, vivid and unapologetically revealing, ‘THE FILTH’ offers a fascinating journey into the life and imagination behind one of metal’s most iconic figures.”

Filth commented:

“Filthlings, I have some epic news, I’ve written a book!

Publishing next June, in ‘The Filth: My Life In Devilry And Debauchery’, I’ll take you on a 50-year journey from an idyllic childhood in the witch county of Suffolk, through my tearaway teenage years of skateboarding, skulduggery and Satanic malarkey, through to my discovery of extreme metal, hardcore punk and a few mushroom-fuelled journeys into the realms of psychic chaos.

We skip lightly over early bands of mine such as Carnival Fruitcake, Feast On Excrement, and Hash Gordon & the Drug Barons From Mars before the violent birth of CRADLE OF FILTH and the start of a four-decade battle campaign around the world.

Along the way we visit the BBC’s ‘Never Mind The Buzzcocks’ and MTV’s ‘Viva La Bam’, French policemen try to break my thumbs, murderers confess their crimes, I’m held at gunpoint at the Vatican, I very nearly get decapitated by an exploding tin of beans, and so much Jagermeister is consumed that my blood practically turns green.

You may not finish this book with your sanity intact. I barely did!”