Fresh from an April Monday that hinted at gorgeous summer weather, the hairiest, beardiest and most well formed of sludge fans flooded the Camden Underworld with their anticipation for a night of distortion, bass and the faint whiff of weed. (more…)
For the first time in over 13 years, Manowar played a single UK show on Sunday 27th March. This was not in London as many would expect, but in the grimy birthplace of metal itself: Birmingham.
Naturally, metalheads all over the UK and nearby European countries flocked to the O2 Academy. Some even arrived two days beforehand for a Friday – Sunday party at the local pub, Scruffy Murphy's. By Sunday Murphy's had run out of inflatable clubs and Viking hats (around six British pounds for a set) and bursting with fans shouting along to every Manowar song under Odin's eyes. (more…)
In a desolate, windswept region of north-west Wales lies a sheep strewn sea-side town named Prestatyn. Within its bowels is a dinky holiday village that goes by the name of Pontins. Amidst the out of date 1950s chalet glamour (malfunctioning showers, flushing toilets and horrifically stained duvets) several thousand metallers ran, stumbled and fell over to the beer addled sounds of heavy metal. (more…)
South by Southwest is here and Metal Injection was there to cover it all! Not only were we there shooting live footage, interviews and video reports, but we also liveblogged all the insanity. Recap our week below, and keep up with our constant stream of live footage, being added daily all week long. (more…)
By Nina Saeidi
A freezing London night saw the Relentless Garage down the road from the local fetish shop and abortion clinic fill will those rearing for some disgusting, dirty and downright dark black metal.
Aosoth kicked off the night with their chaotic French death metal, pummelling some seriously heavy blastbeats into the audience and making it clear that they were more than worthy to support Watain on the Death Holy Death tour.
Slightly insane Swedes, Shining are commonly described as ‘suicidal black metal’ due to the bleak nature of their lyrics and generally gloomy nature of their sometimes haunting, often desolate music. Singer Kvarforth is infamous for courting controversy whenever he can, drinking blood before shows and admitting to enjoying the consumption of urine off his wife’s feet are among some of the things he claims to to. He even lived up to his reputation and did his trademark throwing-up-halfway-through-the-set number before taking off his shirt to reveal a back tattoo depicting the Nazi eagle with the Jewish Star of David replacing the usual swastika. Some phenomenal drumming and even an unexpected solo accented a bass heavy set that went on for more than 40 minutes. Those few audience members not enraptured by the intense presence of the band were hotly anticipating the appearance of the even more intense Watain. (more…)
by James Zalucky
So it seems that, since most of my Metal Injection colleagues were off on vacation last weekend (some in Hawaii, some in Sweden- not sure who I'm more jealous of), it was up to me to go down to Manhattan and see Absu and Immortal, and report on it to you guys. Immortal doesn't come to the US that often, and with the short list of cities on the tour, my buddy Colin and I were lucky to see them altogether. So in honor of Black Metal History Month, here you are:
We arrived about 20 minutes before the doors opened, which obliged us to stand in line that had formed outside. Luckily enough there was no shortage of fellow metal-nerds to chat with. From the mood of the crowd outside, I knew this was going to be a fun night. (more…)
by: Frank Godla
I've been to more metal festivals in my life than I care to count. Touring festivals, destination festivals, one day to four day festivals, festivals in a desert and festivals in a city. However, as I sit here in my boxers still feeling the after shock and stacked hang overs of last week, I can honestly tell you 70,000 Tons of Metal not only surpassed any expectation I've had for the 4 day floating adventure, but it has already secured the #1 spot on my lifetime festival experience list. So why is 70K Tons of Metal the best fest I've ever been to? Hopefully the following list will help you understand, although I doubt it'll do it justice. Unfortunately this fest mostly falls in the "you had to be there" spectrum, moreso than any other fest we've been to. If you weren't, no explanation may suffice to the neigh sayers. (more…)
Live Review: SKELETONWITCH, WITHERED, LANDMINE MARATHON, IPSISSIMUS – November 28th – Toad's Place, New Haven
You say Skeletonwitch, I say bangover. You add Withered and Landmine Marathon, and I say call me an ambulance. This combination of bands is an invitation to a mangled neck. The lineup was traveling under the banner of the “North American Skullsplitter Tour,” and didn't plan on coming anywhere near New York City. Toss recent Metal Blade signees Ipsissimus onto the bill, and I had an excuse to extend my Thanksgiving weekend with a roadtrip to New Haven.
I'd been to Toad's Place in New Haven once before, over a decade ago. This show took place on the floor above Toad's, in the quaintly named Lilly's Pad. The space bears an uncanny resemblance to a corporate midtown Manhattan bar and appears to be an incongruous spot for a metal show. There's no semblance of a stage, and the bands' backs are up against a bank of windows that look out onto the street. If there's anything I've learned lately, though, it's that compact spaces equipped with stacks of amps make for metal magic. (more…)
Incantation's debut album unleashed a miasmal, doom-drenched vision of death metal upon an unsuspecting world in 1992. When Decibel Magazine inducted Onward to Golgotha into their Hall of Fame last year, the album received the accolades I always felt it deserved. This summer, Decibel announced a brief tour celebrating the iconic album; there was no way I'd miss a chance to see Onward to Golgotha performed in its entirety.
For me, listening to Incantation evokes hazy memories of college glory. For several years, Onward to Golgotha was part of an absurd rotation of death metal albums that accompanied 40 ounce bottles of malt liquor and prefaced drunken nights in dive bars. Like most of those addled evenings, Incantation’s Hall of Fame gig in Brooklyn was fun while it lasted, but ultimately it ended in ignominious defeat. Although this show teetered on the brink of disaster, I'll remember the night as an unholy victory.
Last night, I headed out to Union Pool to check out the two Brent Hinds (Mastodon) side projects. I arrived a little after doors opened, and as soon as I walked in, I was greeted by a bunch of dudes in kabuki masks. I found my buddy Axl Rosenberg of MetalSucks greeted me with a simple phrase, "This band is awesome." That was no understatement. I proceeded to get my mind blown by this psychedelic instrumental quartet who go by the name Daikaiju. The music very much reminded me of something I might hear Buckethead play, and at times it sounded like The Mars Volta. But make no mistake, there was nothing derivative here. These guys could play their instruments and put on a fanstatic show. All the while they never said a word. They simply mimed signals at the end of each song requesting applause for certain band members and then bowing in appreciation of the applause. The guitarist would have no problem jumping into the crowd to dance with the people in attendance.
It was a fun time, and very rarely am I this blown away by a band anymore. While I really enjoyed both of Brent Hinds' bands, they didn't capture my attention nearly as much as Daikaiju. Once I got home, I did a bit of research (checked their MySpace page) and found that they are from Huntsville, AL. They have two records, a self-titled, and Phase 2 which they just released. I have embedded below the most memorable track from last night's performance. Take a listen and if you dig it, support these dudes, they deserve it.
by: Robert Pasbani
Last night's Black Dahlia Murder show in Brooklyn could've been a disaster! When we arrived at the venue, we greeted frontman Trevor Strand who let me know that moments before drummer Shannon Lucas was rushed to the hospital with food poisoning. He mentioned that Shannon might not be back in time and they wouldn't be able to play. The band was not in good shape, and the show was close to being off. Rather than stress about it, we just drank. A lot. (more…)
by Cary Gordon
Last night at the Verizon Theater in downtown Houston, metal rained down on a crowded amphitheater full of eager and head banging metal fans, old and young alike. On September 26th, the Jagermeister MusicTour paid a visit to our fine city, featuring the return of Anthrax with Joey Belladonna back at the helm; the mighty Megadeth, and the hellish sounds of Slayer. (more…)
Click here for a slew of photos from the festival
On August 13, 2010, a vicious storm, of three days duration, descended upon, and ripped the proverbial roof off of the little town of Derbyshire, England. Hurricane? Tornado? Tsunami?
No, a “Maelstrom of Metal”, so brutal and diverse that it was well worth the price of airfare for this rabid American metalhead to fly across the pond to experience it herself.
Rain, mud, excessive humidity, and the necessity of arriving at Catton Park at the unholy hour of 10:00 AM to start the fun, (when you’re “night breed” like most metal heads, 10:00 AM is indeed unholy) could not even begin to put a damper on the epicness of three days straight of serious, sick, filthy metal.
Day one started off with a resounding bang as Snakebite, Black Spiders, Ross the Boss, and Rage brought the first doses of early morning madness to the main stage. Even at this hour, the crowd was pumped, enthusiastic, and ready to bring the pain. Initially, it was a bit disorienting to see thousands of metal heads awake and alert in the mid-morning daylight, but when the motivation is there, anything is possible. Even more alarming was the phenomenon of some real die-hards guzzling beer and braving topsy-turvy carnival rides at such an hour. The reverse bungee, coupled with a pitcher of Guinness first thing in the morning could never turn out anything less than awesome, right? Perhaps if you don’t start your day with vertigo and projectile emesis, maybe you aren’t doing it right. (more…)
Our British correspondent (yea, we got one of those) Nina Saeidi attended Sonisphere UK last weekend, and it took her a few days to recover from her massive hangover before she could write up this report…
The first weekend of August saw the grounds of the more than respectable gem of Britishness that is Knebworth House turn into a tent strewn campsite ridden with disorderly metalheads and empty cans of lager. With a line up that boasted Iron Maiden, Rammstein and Alice Cooper, the beer soaked soil of Knebworth became significantly holier as the weekend progressed. There are few places where one can swig fresh Jagermeister whilst watching people injure themselves in a mighty Slayer pit before being chased around by a sadomasochistic cross dresser on stilts. (more…)
This past Sunday, Frank and I arrived at Irving Plaza to get some interviews shot for our Summer Slaughter coverage. Frank and crew had already went down to Baltimore, to the ever-awesome Sonar, to shoot live footage of most of the bands, so this night was more about capturing the backstage vibe. After hanging out back there for the whole day, I would have to say vibe was pretty much "Let's get fucking blitzed!"
I'll try to keep this story as accurate as possible, but please keep in mind that many a brain cells were fried during the night. We'll be posting a proper show review in the coming days; this is just a review all the pot seshs happening backstage during the show. (more…)