including all Ikea furnitures. there they are again, our best export in
matters moshpit virus. That's the best way to describe this band in one
word. Somehow more understandable you'd call the style of Clawfinger
"Crossover". Twice I've checked out those guys live on stage yet.
And both times I really did like the show, which probably produced more
energy than a high voltage system of a trainstation. If you're a
photographer then you best take a good zoom with you , because taking
pictures from the first row is like a suicide attempt in form of getting
squashed to marmelade including the loss of your camera. Moshpit it's
called this dangerous area. But singer Zak Tell even ecourages the fans
several times during the show to keep this pit moving round and round. So
beeing a rather quiet spectator of the show I rather prefer the sidepotest
a little back to watch the crazyness and take my pics.
Support comes from some
belgium goodies, who listen to the name 'Cloon'. If you look at their
website you can read: ' what happens, when Tool, Faith No more and Primus
are put on one stage together with Frank Zappa and Tom Waits?'. My first
thought about that is: that's gotta be a weard bunch of guys. And it is
indeed, but with a certain kind of strategy. Most of all it's frontman Tom
Claus catching our attention, with his funny hat. After a little scepsis
in the beginning my ear gets caught in a certain way, trying to become
familiar with this asymetric sound. To make it short and painless, Cloon
do exist for about 5 years including 2 Demo CDs and one EP. Supporting
Clawfinger now on their european tour the band takes as a chance and hopes
to open some doors for themselves. And even their performance is a bit
unusual, it is definately worth a while to have a listen to them. You
can't deny a certain state of entertainment within their show. Everything
else is a matter of taste, as I always use to say.
After the break, the rather
mild aircondition develops within seconds into a heavy hurrican, and our
Munich Clawheads are not to hold back. Almost sold out , 600 freaks are
stomping on each others toes and ram their heads into each other. . 'Live
Will Kill You' is the slogan in this room and also the title of the new
album, which rather tends to go back to the roots compared to the CD
beforehead - 'Hate Yourself With Style'. We've been told - 'we only
play new stuff tonight' - from up there, but noone takes this seriously
anyway. But who cares in the end, the battle of Waterloo has reached
another top and the condition gets critical. No surprise actually, because
Clawfinger produce such a huge pressure up there with their music and
their aura, that you can truly feel it. If you hold a broken light bulb
into this taifun, it probably would flash lighter than a christmastree
under the midnight sun.
Clawfinger produce a
crossover sound, like I said before,what the guys once described out of a
joke as samples, loops and no guitar amps.No, it's definately not that
bad. 'Cause live on stage, the elk is still playing his soccer game
personally, if you know what I mean. Only a few times, there are some side
effects put into it.
However, the explosive mixture is underlined by the all overwhelming stage
presence of Zak Tell, who proves with his almost acrobatic jumps, that he
is still fitter than a 20 year young sportshoe.
During a Clawfinger show
stagediving develops into high energy sport, and I've even seen bassist
Andre' Skaug jumping from a high box down into the audiance in the past.
Not so tonight, whether it's because he ain't that well or the fact, that
our amps here are not suited for such a thing. But never mind, the
audiance takes care for the right atmosphere anyway.
The encore, how could
it be differently... is still the slogan: 'Do What I Say'- And this my
friends they definately have to say twice here tonight.
What a great show..... - thank you very much and please come back soon
for some Aftershow Snapshot