Last night was the first night of my eight week sabbatical from my every day job. Is there a better way to kick that off than with live music? Not really. I jumped at the chance, when offered, to review some bands that I was unfamiliar with at a venue that I’d never been to. To say that I was unprepared for the onslaught that ensued is an understatement.
I could sit here and write you a crap review and pretend that I’m up to date with the deathcore movement. I believe that you’d be able to see right through that though and I do have some dignity. The truth is, the show that I attended last night is kind of the perfect metaphor for a guy that is a few weeks away from turning 30 and has eight weeks to ponder the meaning of life!
The first band of the evening was Columbus’ own deathcore band Bless The Child. They quickly had their hometown crowd of a few hundred breaking up into numerous circle pits. As would be the case with every single band that played last night, I have no clue what any lyrics were. It appears that I was in the minority though, as every one else seemed to be able to make sense of the guttural growls and throaty screams that dominated the night.
Dark Sermon, from Tampa, were up next and were the band that I probably could relate to the most. They weren’t lacking in the growling department or missing any double bass drumming by any stretch, but their riffs were heavy and impressive. I knew they’d be ok when their house music was playing Iron Maiden’s “Fear of the Dark“. More than any of the other bands there, they had some cool old school vibes to them. A lot of people don’t know it but doom metal’s roots go all the way back to Black Sabbath’s self titled track from over forty years ago. As someone that is realizing that maybe the young metal scene is passing him by, it is always refreshing when you can hear a band’s influences in their music. It gives one hope, that even if the scene leaves me in the dust, that the future of heavy music is in good hands. Check these guys out!
After that was Fit For An Autopsy. Hailing from Jersey, these guys were flat out brutal. They demanded a wall of death and they got it. Unfortunately there was some dude that decided he needed to fight anyone and everyone that was in his way, which caused a brief scrum. Once he was gone, things were all good once again.
Rings of Saturn was another very intriguing band. First off, if anyone can tell me the name of the song that was on a loop while they were setting up their stage, that would be fantastic. I don’t know, but whatever it was, was killer. Anyway, these guys had a real unique sound to them. For starters, as far as musicians go, they were untouchable last night. If you combined the technicality of a band like Dream Theater with death metal, you would get Rings of Saturn. The crowd really enjoyed them as dozens of fans climbed on stage and took stage dives into the pit. The crowd even surfed one guy from the stage all the way to the back of the venue at the band’s request. The trippy and outer space element to their sound is enough to set them apart from their peers and give them a sound all their own. I will definitely be checking out some more stuff by them as well.
The tour’s headliner, Thy Art is Murder, closed the night. The crowd ate it up and the floor opened up into one giant circle pit pretty much for the entire set. Their new vocalist announced that it was his first ever gig in the United States and that Columbus was the biggest crowd on the tour yet. They also debuted a song live for the first time. Unfortunately, I have no idea what it was called because I have no idea what he was saying. That’s always a cool experience however, they were the least entertaining of the night for me personally. Rings of Saturn stole the show with their supreme musicianship. The whole blatant satanic stuff bores me as well. Pentagrams aren’t creative or original. Just a personal preference, I suppose. Call me old fashioned, but I prefer the days when evil imagery was done with tongue in cheek towards the people that falsely accused heavy bands of being evil. Eddie is a lot more creative than praising Beelzebub.