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Every year again and again it's christmas time, and not only this. Whether with or without it's spirit, but therefore with some impressing power and noise level critical, just to make sure, nobody forgets, where heaven ends and the hell magic begins. And last one, surely is no painful penalty for most of us here. Each of us friends of musical art is willing to get tortured and turned into mixed meat within the infamous moshpit. This is so nice. I assume, a vacation on Waikiki beach on Hawaii couldn't be nicer, at least for some holy provincial church visitors here in Augsburg, Germany. Mind me, the audiance here is pretty much different compared to the one in a big city like Munich. Here in Augsburg, the Eighties culture - Headbangers Vintage Fashion style is still alive with it's typical Metal hairstyle for the optimal brain shaking. In Munich you hardly find this species anymore. So god bless the country noble headbanger scene, who honestly do enjoy the thrashmetal culture with it's happy spring melodies. Yeah well, of course there are some lost souls of this species left in Munich as well, but, - not so true, not so metal attractive and most of all, - not so enthusiastic. And all that is exactly the reason for experiencing such a xmas now and then out of Munich. I confess, I do not start often such an expedition, as I'm attending already up to 5 events every week within this town. But like we use to say so: Exeptions keep the rules alive. And tonight there are enough reasons for this 1 hour trip to Augsburg to check the whole Metal package out. Reason No.1 - Overkill and Exodus are simply great live acts. Reason No.2 - Bobby 'Blitz' Elsworth is an old friend of mine. And I am always pleased to meet again over all these years. And last but not least and reason No. 3 - I truly want to meet the worlds greatest Katy Perry fan *lol*. (who by the way got really upset, when he was told, that Katy had been in Munich one day before - but I'm getting to this later....) So what have we got here?
It's four chapters tonight, and almost a little too much for me. Back home,
I sometimes miss out on openers, but not here in Augsburg. I mean, I came
all the way, so I consume the whole opus all together including one
ouverture and three more acts.And yes, you could name this an
international G4 meeting. To get it straight, these
guys have already become unfaithfull to their home country and rather stay
in England or on the continent most of their time. http://www.myspace.com/gamabomb So these Brazilians have
left the Copa Capana already in 1990...... (well they are actually from
Sao Paulo)....to conquer the colder regions of this globe with lots of
portugiese timbre and southern temper, like Ferdinand Magellan did in
the 15th century, when he sailed around the world. Torture Squad have put
out seven chapters so far, including one live album. And whatever
Castor Vitor Rodrigues, Amilcar Christofaro and Augusto
Lopes mean concerning their band name is not really clear. For some people
this kind of music might be a torture indeed. But on I don't think that's
meant by that. I would say, the name reflects the raw power of the music,
like it does with most acts practicing the thrash metal culture. www.myspace.com/torturesquadband Well,
these US metal buddies ain't playing golf yet. And with their irish and
brazilian companions, who have played before, the international character of this
party is completed. What else to say....? Maybe the fact, that I do like
these thrash chippendales from the famous bay area around San Francisco a
lot more this time, than I did one year ago in Munich. Why? Well,maybe
because my cam doesn't blow up this time, like it did last time. Jeeeessss..... I
still dun' know, what was louder, the sonata in thrash C of Exodus, or my
unholy swearing. However it didn't wake my baby up from the dead...but it
surely rose my adrenalin..... So the average visual focus is definately given and draws away from the fact, that Robby's luvable performed songs live mostly from the rhythm and less from the spoken lyrics. Noone of the devoted audiance here in Augsburg understands a word anyway.(well I guess in whole Germany either) But as we all know, in such a situation not even a lost dessert flea cares about it.
Our
Thrash Pavarotti gets support from Exodus chief Gary Holt, who, as I
already discovered last year, is not only a brilliant guitarist, but also
has as much sexappeal as George Clooney in the Nespresso ad on TV. Yeessss,
believe it or not, but even thrashmetal sometimes offers some interesting insights up there, and not only,
this meanwhile mouldy, glamrock sods, who need tons of make up in addition to
get noticed. No need here.. 'cause this here is rather a mixture of
Indiana Jones meets Billy The Kid,.... yeah sort of... Meanwhile
most freaks have changed their strategy from an brazilian jungle dance to the battle on
little Big Horn. And you can't step into the dangerzone anymore without an
additional life insurance... Bloody hell, this here is not only thrash metal in it's pure form (no surprise as it's said, that Exodus invented it) This here is an organic passepartout with an emotinal pneumatic hammer cult character. Moshing whatever everybody's suspenders can bear, and the Augsburg Ironman is almost won with this phantastic, erotic-powerful airplay performed by Exodus... Well done Boys, well done..... http://www.exodusattack.com/ First of all our mates from the US East coast try to compete with the Sisters of Mercy, what's up to the disguise of the naked truth. Only that I haven't got a nice photopit for moving around without any handycaps to capture the scenery the best way. No we only get the audiance perspective with massive sight restrictions to complete tonight's Picture report. In addition - 3 songs only... Well this wouldn't be a problem. Because with decent light condition and a photopit, as I mentioned before, I would even only need one song to take a hundret images. In munich for instance this 3 Songs only rule is only given in venues owning a pit and not like here in this situation. But well, other venues, differnet rules, and you've gotta follow those....however... Flashlight is a deadly sin anway for serious photographers at live events. So there is no need to tell us... and by the way, 150 and more fans take care for enough flashlights anyway with their pocket cams.... so what?! But back to the Action, which is led by Mr.Elsworth like always....And he soon tells us, that he's gonna turn 50 shortly. Respect, who'd have thought that. Our Gyro Gearloose here doesn't show any lack of condition or even one grame of fat on his trained body... Enviable, really envialble.... To his left side - Carlo D.D. Vernie, with whom he christened the band in 1980. And next year we celebrate Overkill's 30th anniversary... - a style icon with some years on it's back, but physically and also mentally still up on the Mount Everest. The rest of the Wrecking Crew is spiced by Derek Tailer (Git), Dave Linsk (Git.) and Ron Lipnicki (Drums). And I guess, I don't need to mention the eruption of the Kilhauea, which is faster than Achilles race upwards the Olymp. It's bone crunching and even the woodworms here are suffering a tinnitus. But meistro Blitz shows no mercy and gives even our beer glasses a good vibration and the haze a turnover with his intensive voice level. One Overkill smasher follows after the next, with highlights such as 'Eleminate' and 'Fuck You', not to forget 'Overkill'.But what am I telling you here.... go and check the setlist below... Long talk, short sense, all
I have left to say, is, that an Overkill concert is literatually a
guarantee for an event of the special kind. And nobody should even have to
think about and hesitate checking them out in first place. Because nobody
will get dissappointed - howsoever... Overkill is energetic entertainment
with an incredible energy output, absolutely made for singing along and
suitable to find the inner balance thanks to rebuilding each others
aggressions inside the moshpit. Exhaustion and satisfaction included..... http://www.wreckingcrew.com/crew/ |
Life is
full of surprises, ain't it ?!!!!...
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