"Put something exciting between your legs."
SOME APRIL CONCERTS
(AND A MAY ONE)
by Richard Karsmakers
April has been an interesting month, featuring some rather nice
concerts that yours truly was in a position to visit. Of course I
have no intention of not revealing to you what they were like -
hence this article.
Confessor, Cathedral, Entombed and Carcass ("Gods of Grind")
Noorderlicht, Tilburg, April 3rd
The first concert I went to after Gandalf (which had taken place
on February 14th - more info in the "Did you know that..."
column) was the "Gods of Grind" gig. It featured Confessor,
Cathedral, Entombed and Carcass. It took place in a town in the
south of Holland called Tilburg. It was one of several dates in
Holland. I went with about a dozen people, all members of
"Virus", the Utrecht University Heavy Metal Lovers.
Confessor is a band one will not like when one hears them
playing for the first time. Though technically quite good, they
change drum patterns every two bars and it's almost impossible to
get to grips with. Ever heard of Watchtower? Well, it's about the
same but a bit more extreme and with the singer singing lots
higher at times.
Cathedral is the band of ex-Napalm Death singer Lee Dorrian (to
be heard on "Scum" and "From Enslavement to Obliteration"). You
might conclude from this that Cathedral is very fast, too, but
they are in fact quite slow - doom grind metal or something like
that. His singing is now very heavy, well pronounced and totally
slow. Nice chance of pace from his old days and all. Cathedral as
a whole is an OK band. During this bit of the concert I got to
the front, where the 'pressing against the fence' started. I
think I damaged some ribs there but, hey, a good concert is one
you leave battered, thoroughly exhausted and suffering terrible
pains in feet and chest! Call is masochism, call it whatever you
want. I call it atmosphere.
Next on the bill was Entombed, the band for which I had actually
come down to this concert in the first place. I really like this
Swedish band, even though their latest CD ("Clandestine") is not
as good as their first "Left Hand Path" (which is a classic in my
eyes). Anyway, they played brilliantly fast and all. I banged my
head off, fended off stagedivers and generally had a ball.
Unfortunately they didn't get lots of time to play - only half an
hour, just like the previous two bands. Suck! Well, they did get
in another five minutes of encore. I recognised "Living Dead"
from their recent CD, and "Revel in Flesh" and (of course) "Left
Hand Path" from their first. During the other songs I was too
busy flipping out so I can't remember them.
I was sweating like a muddy moat filled with bloated pigs (i.e.
worse than just 'sweating like a pig'). My very short hair was
lying flat on my head in what was probably in ridiculous way, my
T-shirt clung to my body as if it was a second skin. I had to get
back or otherwise I would faint or die or, worse, I would not be
longer capable of fending off rabid persons that hurl themselves
So I witnessed Carcass (well the first half or three quarters at
least) from the back of the hall. It's a bit higher up so you've
got an excellent view and, more importantly, the bar (and,
thus, beer!) is directly behind you. I did flip out totally
there, though, because Carcass is just the right music to flip
out on. I like this band, but 'live' they're not as good as in
the studio. It's sortof funny to see them, though. They played
songs off their recent CD "Necrotism - Descanting the
Insalubrious" as well as some songs off "Symphonies of Sickness"
of course. Some of the songs I recognised off their latest were
"Impropagation", "Corporal Jigsore Quandary" and "Pedigree
I went away before they ended with some other people who wanted
to catch the last train back home that left at 23:38. I later
heard from some of the people who stayed the night that they had
drank with Lee Dorrian (who, they said, was a nice fellow). They
also talked with the Carcass lead singer (or should I say
On the way back to the station I saw some headbanger
demolishing some bicycles and harassing some motorists. It's scum
like that that gives headbangers a bad name. F@ck you, suckos!
We, for our part, banged our head off on Slayer music that was
hurled at the town's evening silence from a heavy-duty
ghettoblaster. We nearly got kicked off the train in the middle
of some tiny shithole with zilch nightlife because the train
people thought we were bothering people with Slayer and our
general odourous presence.
Somehow, we got home.
The next two days, my ears constantly tried to convince me that
the phone was ringing.
Fear of God
Dynamo, Eindhoven, April 5th
A band I recently discovered and which I quickly learned to love
is Fear of God. So far they've released only one album (called
"Within the Veil") which defies classification. During the making
of the second album, female singer Dawn Crosby didn't get along
with the other group members all too well so she kicked 'em all
out. With the Aardschokfestival due, she hired musicians from
Wrathchild America to perform with her, so basically what we got
to see was Wrathchild America with another vocalist playing Fear
of God songs.
Dynamo is the nicest and smallest rock club I've ever been to.
It's the place where bands like Slayer, Metallica and Anthrax
have performed when they were still in their starting days. It
offers place to about 100 people, though they sometimes stuff in
about 300 people. It makes you feel all funny inside, thinking
about the history of this little hall.
I was much too early so I secured a spot directly in front of
the stage, actually hanging on top of the stage between two
monitor boxes. I had a super cheap Fuji flash thingy handy so
that I could make some pictures.
Dawn was frightfully drunk. The initial lack of response from
the audience lead her to curse at us most of the time, but I
flipped out totally when they started "All that Remains". Her
voice was OK, in spite of her drinking. Beer flew to and fro
(sometimes with bottles and all). They played some songs of
Dawn's old band, Detente, and continued playing songs like
"Drift", "Red to Gray", "Diseased" and "Betrayed". Brill songs,
every one of them. I made some excellent pictures and shook hands
with her on two occasions. Then the band left the stage. Before I
knew it Jay Abbene of Wrathchild America had shook my hand,
inserting his guitar pick in it. The drummer threw away his stick
right in front of me. As Dawn had implied that it was her
birthday today, everybody started singing "Happy birthday to you"
which got them back on stage again. Ms. Crosby and the gentlemen
of Wrathchild America treated us to what someone else identified
as a Black Sabbath cover. Just before it ended, Dawn had her
somewhat undressed shape dive off the stage onto some rather
I left the gig (which lasted only 45 minutes but thank God we
only had to pay 2.50 guilders entrance fee) with another guitar
pick that the other guitarist had thrown in my approximate
direction. After I fetched my jacket I went downstairs where I
met Dawn and spoke a bit with her. She promised spectacular
visuals for the Aardschokdag. I also got her autograph which is
actually my first real autograph (not counting that of a Dutch
singer called Lee Towers that I got when I was a kid).
In the train back I talked with the guitarist of a promising
Dutch metal band called Donor - a band that you'll hopefully hear
more of soon! On the train I also discovered that, at the gig
itself, I had been talking to someone who had slept at Lars
Ulrich's place several times (Lars is, in case you are so
retarded that you don't know, the drummer of Metallica).
In case you're interested in obtaining four of the best pics I
made during this concert, send me a Dutch 10 guilder note in cash
and I will send them to you (includes postage and the whole
shebang - yes, even if you're Australian).
Fudge Tunnel, Tattoed Love Boys, Fear of God, Scam Luiz,
Obituary, Love Hate, Sepultura ("Aardschokdag")
Rijnhal, Arnhem, April 12th
It's always a peculiar feeling when you're one of a couple of
dozen heavy metal freaks that roam a train heading for Arnhem.
This feeling once again pervaded my being on April 12th, while
heading for the "Aardschokdag" festival.
Note: The "Aardschokdag" festival is the biggest heavy metal
event in Holland every year, only surpassed by Monsters of Rock
(which has a far bigger budget). Literally translated, the name
means "Earthshake Day Festival".
Originally, the bill was supposed to include the Four Horsemen
and Saigon Kick instead of the Tattoed Love Boys and Scam Luiz.
The Four Horsemen had cancelled weeks ahead, and Saigon Kick
dropped out a couple of days before. Good thing the organisers
could arrange replacement bands on such short notice.
The whole thing started with Fudge Tunnel, half an hour late (at
14:30). Fudge Tunnel is kind of an OK band, though not overly
impressive. They play rough rock with a Nirvana attitude. After
half an hour they quit their enthusiastic playing with the
throwing around of their instruments. Only then did the audience
develop some enthusiasm.
Next were the Tattoed Love Boys. My God what crap. Another one
of those thirteen-in-a-dozen L.A. glam bands. All songs sounded
alike. They would probably have done well supporting Bon Jovi or
Europe, but here they didn't fit well at all. The audience
remained numb, waiting for something interesting to happen. Well,
they had to wait for three quarters of an hour, which was the
time that went before Fear of God started.
This time, Dawn Crosby was not as drunk as the week before -
fortunately. Unfortunately, their set was limited to half an hour
instead of three quarters of an hour they had been promised.
Also, something must have gone wrong with the spectacular visuals
as there were none. They kicked off with "All that Remains" - the
somewhat garbled and faster live version, this time properly
introduced by the poem that was cried along by some of the
audience. When the music started the whole audience slowly
transformed into a freaking mob. Apart from one Detente song they
only played songs off "Within the Veil" - "Red to Grey", "Drift",
"Betrayed" and, I seem to recall, "Diseased". What a band.
Bad luck seems to follow Dawn and her musicians. During the
concert something went wrong with the sound which caused about a
minute of silence after a song. Her mike failed once. Also, she
has been dumped by her record company and she is no longer
allowed to use the name "Fear of God"...
Next came Scam Luiz. They were quite OK, too, although the
audience remained rather silent. The guitarist was quite
brilliant and the bass player was talented, too. Shame about the
lack of audience response, but I guess we'll hear more of this
Obituary came after that. One of the bands I had come to the
Festival for in the first place. It was already getting pretty
hot and frantic in the front. During Fear of God some pit divers
had to be fended off, but Obituary would see them hurling
themselves across the fence like they were flies jumping at
freshly dead meat.
The band was great. Songs were performed impeccably and sound
was OK too. They started off with "I'm in Pain" (first track of
their most recent album "The End Complete", released on April
6th). After that they played the classics "Body Bag" (with
alternative lyrics for the first couplet), "Turned Inside Out",
"Infected", "Cause of Death" and "The End Complete". The encore
consisted of "Slowly we Rot". They played some more songs but I
can't recall which. All in all they played for an hour, at the
end of which I felt bruised, beaten and deaf. Sweat poured from
my acheing body and even my trousers clung to my body, refusing
to release their sucking grip.
I was in no dire need to witness anything of Love Hate, which is
just another standard American rock band if you ask me. I went to
walk around a bit and ran into Dawn Crosby. She recognized me
even though she was already getting quite drunk again. She asked
for a beer which I was "honoured and privileged" to buy her. We
talked a bit about her forthcoming album and the fact that we'd
have to wait a long while for it as she wanted to redo the whole
thing with a new band. After I had to let her down with her
request for some speed, she kissed me goodbye and went, I
presume, on a dope quest. Even though she's said to be a bitch to
work with, I kinda like her.
I did not join the heat in the front again. Love Hate had
started and their music is not the kind I love. I went in the
back, where there was a balcony with an OK view. Of course they
played their hit song "Don't fuck with me" (or something like
that). I did not see the audience responding much to them.
After a pretty extensive soundcheck Sepultura started - at
around 21:00. Due to the fact that the volume was turned up much
too loud most of their songs were transformed into a wall of
random noise with the occasional grunt and a speedy drum riff
backing up the whole thing. Nonetheless I freaked out quite a bit
on my favourite songs such as "Inner Self" and "Arise". Although
I like Sepultura a lot, I didn't recognize everything they
played. Some of the songs were "Troops of Doom", "Beneath the
Remains" and "Primitive Future" (I think). They also played a
Dead Kennedies cover. After the rather short encore the whole
thing ended at just past 22:00.
Coincidentally, at 03:23 that night the heaviest earthquake in
Dutch history occurred - with a force of 5.5 on the Richter scale
(more about that in the "Did you know that..." article).
Whistler Courbois Whistler
Staffhorst CD Centre, Utrecht, May 2nd
Only the day before this band (which will henceforth be referred
to as WCW) was set to do a small performance linked to the
presentation of their first CD (re-release) I got word of it.
Although I first doubted whether it was worth while and was
thinking about going to the beach with Miranda to blow in the
wind, I was later glad I hadn't (even Miranda was glad we
WCW is a Dutch band. However, unlike 99.99% of all Dutch bands,
WCW offers some brilliant music. As a matter of fact, WCW is the
first band after Vandenberg that will likely do well abroad
within the field of relatively heavy music - and it surpasses
Vandenberg by far.
WCW mainly plays instrumental music, although I believe they've
done one song with vocals as well. Their first album, "Whistler
Courbois Whistler", is a stunning piece of music that will surely
gain many fans if only it will get widespread publicity. All
three musicians are incredibly talented, and the music as such is
along the lines of Al DiMeola, Steve Vai and Joe Satriani
(possibly with a hint of Malmsteen).
I had of course heard of the band before I went to the CD
presentation, but I had never really heard anything of what they
played. After a stupendous set played in less than 45 minutes I
sat on the chair, trembling, my eyes wet. I joined the dash for
the special promo CD and enlisted for their actual main CD (which
was sold out at the time). Rarely before had I been so impressed
with an initial performance - as a matter of fact, the only other
time I can remember was Metallica.
This was an excellent little concert. I intend to go and see
these guys live another time (or maybe a couple of times) in the
near future. They deserve recognition for they're damn brilliant.
I hope and pray they will get international acclaim as well!
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