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When you’re having fun. Time to blog about Porcupine Tree last Monday. I apologise for the delay of this blog. I know the three regular readers really care for this apology. But yeah, I was having ISSUES. I has issues. Now you know.

I had no fun during Robert Fripp though. I know, I know, he was in King Crimson. I know, I know, he released some classic music. But his solo project needs to die. Seriously, ocean sounds with an added layer of Shine On You Crazy Diamond-intro PF guitars for 35 minutes? Get the hell off my stage, buster. I know you’re a legend, but that’s just the most boring thing since watching paint dry. Or my life. Or both, while watching grass grow. Please, SW, I know you love the guy and all, but this is not suitable for a live setting.

 Robert Fripp gets 2 whales out of 10.

One of those points is for being in King Crimson, mind. Awful.

Porcupine Tree took to the stage after a way lengthy soundcheck. The band was on top form, even with the vocal mix being a bit off in the beginning. The band are a solid, tight unit and SW’s presence live is not as overbearing as most musicians – he exudes a sort of quiet geeky presence – but he is clearly in command of the crowd anyhow. It was quite fun to watch him react to a man in the audience crying out for songs he wanted to hear; his subtle derision of “do you not know how a rock show works” and holding up a setlist was enough to excite a ripple of laughter from the crowd.

Apart from that, the long, excellent setlist with a few amazing crowd pleasers (Lazarus, thanks!) and of course the closing Trains (god that song is one of the best things ever), and an excellent rendition of the heavy section of Anesthetize means I’m glad about having witnessed SW and the boys back on the road. Thanks for making some of my time fly. Also, the visuals are sexcellent. Many thanks to Lasse Hoile for them.

Porcupine tree get 9 paparazzi hands waved at them out of 10.

Setlist:

Occam’s Razor
The Blind House
Great Expectations
Kneel and Disconnect
Drawing the Line
The Incident
Your Unpleasant Family
The Yellow Windows of the Evening Train
Time Flies
Degree Zero of Liberty
Octane Twisted
The Seance
Circle of Manias
I Drive the Hearse
—————-
Start of Something Beautiful
Russia on Ice (first part)
Anesthetize (heavy section)
Lazarus
Strip the Soul
.3 (coda)
Normal
Bonnie The Cat
——–
The Sound of Muzak
Trains

Until the next time, Jorn

I think this is the third time I’ve seen Dream Theater live, and I think it’s safe to say that they have never been better. Even though they are playing puny 90 minute sets now (for any other band that is a lot, but Dream Theater manage to squeeze in like… 9 songs with a set like that. And a keyboard solo. Stuff the keyboard solos, will you, guys), their performance is so top-notch it’s unfunny. And my neck still hurts TWO FUCKING DAYS after witnessing them.

Anyway, as DT were last, details of their set when you scroll down this lovely blog entry.

Opening up at 6:15 PM were the quebecois of Unexpect. These guys are more insane than a turtle/dolphin hybrid on a simultaneous combo of acid, shrooms, and various other drugs. I think I’ve seen everything from polka to metal to classical to jazz pass by. And that’s just probably a tenth of the styles this band incorporates. They have a very energetic stage performance, the band never stands still for a second, and even with limited stage space this band knows how to work an audience. It’s a shame not everyone had come in yet during their set, but they are well worth the repeat visit to Brussels in 8 days. These guys are absolutely nuts and their technical mishmash of orchestral metal, death vox,  Mr. Bungle-esque circus music, Dillinger Escape Plan-chaos, and whatever else have you is worth the price of entry anyday. Good musicians, good music, good band.

Unexpect are allowed to play 8 unexpected shows in my neighbourhood out of 10 possible venues.

Bigelf are extremely retro. Next time, don’t blow up an amp on stage (but Mr Fox wonderfully entertained the crowd during that little mishap). Organs, Pink Floyd-esque guitar solos combined with Sabbathian heaviness and a Deep Purple-ish organ sound, a new band from an old decade. As wonderfully 70s as they may be, Bigelf are competent performers anyway, and even with Fox’s funny stage outfit, they are charming rather than annoying.

I do suppose this is the band I care about the least on this lineup, but it’s all right. Bigelf get a solid 7 retro LP cases out of 10.

Opeth were absolutely fantastic. Third time I’ve seen them, third time they are spot on. Mike is always funny. Great fucking band. Second time my neck hurts for days after seeing them. Just go watch Opeth. Prog metal of the most exquisite calibre.

Opeth setlist:

Windowpane
The Lotus Eater
Harlequin Forest
April Ethereal
Deliverance
Hex Omega

Opeth get 9 metal headbanging neck hexes out of 10.

Dream Theater are simply flawlessly massive like nothing else I’ve ever witnessed. Festivals always give you sound issues and the previous time just had too little of a good setlist to be really stunning, although it was amazing in its own right. This time, the band was firing on all cylinders. I’ve walked home with the idea that every single penny was worth it. James sounded fantastic, too. The setlists still leave something to be desired (four Black Clouds songs is too much), and the keyboard solo is still unecessary, but other than that they got everything right. I practically died when the played Take The Time.  Fantastic performance.

Dream Theater setlist:

A Nightmare to Remember
A Rite of Passage
Hollow Years (demo version)
Keyboard Solo
Prophets of War
Wither
The Dance of Eternity
Take The Time

The Count of Tuscany

Dream Theater get 9.5 counts of prog metal out of 10.

 

until the next time, jorn

This is a blog post about my favourite band… ever. I mean like, ever ever. This is the best band since Pink Floyd. The loudest band since Manowar. The most atmospheric band since Brian Eno. The sexiest band since Marilyn Monroe. You know, like that kind of thing. That’s how much I like Anathema. They are the essence of my musical life, the core of my love of music, the awesomeness of my tastes, they are everything that I love.

Figures they’d translate well to the stage, dunnit?

Well actually Leafblade opened for them, which is basically a dude and Danny Cavanagh (yes, he of Anathema) playing acoustic songs. It’s nice. The singer has a good voice. It’s not particularly interesting or bouncy or I want to jump around in a container full of rubber balls kind of awesome, but it’s good. And you can take your girlfriend who isn’t into grunts, atmospheric keyboard tralala or pounding riffs to see them. And slowdance. That’s kind of awesome in itself.

Leafblade get 6 invitations to go to California to sing their songs in the hippie era out of 10.

After that was a short break for instrument setup. And then came the awesome. The hair on your balls. The semen in your ejaculation. The cherry on top of your birthday cake. They are Anathema, and to say they are no good is anathema from this day forward. Seeing Anathema is like witnessing Pink Floyd cover My Dying Bride, Sigur Ros, and themselves all at once, before imploding on themselves and starting to sound like Radiohead on speed. They’ve just got such a variety of songs, a multitude of ideas, and a prevalence of good melodies that makes you wanna simultaneously bang your head, clap your hands, and run around in circles for the awesomeness of it all.

Anathema aren’t the most technically skilled band, but they don’t need to be; the strength of their songwriting (!) is such that they need only competence at their instruments to be leagues ahead of everyone else. They delivered a solid two hour set full of two encores and everything ranging from metal bashing to acoustic folkery to atmospheric keyboard-drenched layers to creepy robotic noises. And they pull all of it off without sounding cheesy. Morose, maybe, but they have fun playing it, and they do it from the heart. This is a band you should go see the next time they come near you and buy their shirts, merch and everything else because this band does not deserve to play small clubs when shitty rappers sell out stadiums. This is real, true, class from real performers.

By the way, Anneke van Giersbergen (you know, she who is not in the Gathering anymore) made a guest appearance on three songs. She rules. Her voice is inch-perfect. Also, Vinnie is a charismatic performer. I love Vinnie. Even with his tight pants and leather jacket which don’t suit him at all. Go this band.

Anathema get 9.5 offerings to the gods out of 10. Where the gods are the band themselves.

Setlist:

Balance
Closer
Empty
Lost Control
Angels Walk Among Us
Deep
Temporary Peace
Judgement
Panic
A Natural Disaster (with Anneke van Giersbergen)
Hope (Roy Harper cover)
A Fine Day to Exit
Flying

Encore:
Are You There? (acoustic, Danny only)
The Blower’s Daughter (Damien Rice cover) (with Anneke van Giersbergen)
Parisienne Moonlight (with Anneke van Giersbergen)
Sleepless
Hindsight

Encore 2:
Universal
Shroud of False
Fragile Dreams

It was more like piratefest. Swashbuckle and Alestorm at the same venue is like a recipe for tavern wench drinking than sacrificing to Odin. Me and my friend were late, so, we missed Swashbuckle and Ex Deo (but the drummer from Swashbuckle gets a 10 for wearing a parrout suit afterwards).

We also missed most of Alestorm, except the end, but fuck these power metallers that can’t take themselves seriously at all. Ok, they’re not HammerFall. Or Rhapsody of Fire. But they’re still a bunch of weirdass Scottish pirates. With songs about beer and pirates. And drinking. And they’re still quite lame.

Alestorm get 4 “ahoy matey, you can go scrub the deck”‘s out of 10.

Die Apokalyptischen Reiter were pretty good. If they didn’t have a guy in a bondage costume (how is that pagan anyway) they might have scored a point higher. Also if I actually knew their songs. But they weren’t bad, and I actually might want to listen to the studio stuff now to check if they’re just a (good, unlike Alestorm) live gimmick, or actually worth the bucks.

Die Apocalyptischen Reiter get 6 leather costumes out of 10.

Unleashed are solid death metal. No idea what they were doing on this tour, considering most of it was rather melodic humppapa metal, but they were excellent, the best band of the night in my opinion. I like my paganism with balls, they are excellent at providing me with some (and giving me a headache of epic proportions. Which I already had, but anyway).

Unleashed get 7.5 Dutch hammer battalions out of 10.

I didn’t see Korpiklaani because we had to get the train home. Sucks for them, good for me, never liked Korpiklaani anyway.  So fuck them. 1/10

I don’t have any setlists. Poor 3 readers of the blog.

Until the next time, Jorn

I made my way to the Melkweg (again) for pop-punk shows this time. Band of choice: Taking Back Sunday. For some reason they played the Oude Zaal rather than the Max, which didn’t actually matter because these shows are better in smaller rooms anyway.

Left, the local opening band, was generic but tight indie rock with a bit more power than your average Maximo Park song. Didn’t suck at all, had some sound problems with the guitars being low in the mix, solid act overall, but the songwriting is low quality and samey.

Left get 6 right turns to get on the stage out of 10.

Taking Back Sunday came on after a relatively short break. They played mostly a “best-of” set, except it’s not a best of if you play new stuff in their case: they just mixed it up between all the albums they have released so far. This means that obvious picks like “This Photograph Is Proof” were omitted, but on the other hand some old tunes like Cute Without The E or You’re So Last Summer, or the amazing Timberwolves At New Jersey.

The band were energetic, as most bands of this type are bound to be, but somehow a little bit was missing from the vocals: perhaps it was that they were just slightly low in the mix from where I was standing? Anyway, Taking Back Sunday, despite not providing anything overly theatrical, are a solid live act, and I wouldn’t mind seeing them again if I actually got the chance.

Taking Back Sunday receive 7.5 sundays I was taken aback by solid performances out of 10.

PS: Can we stop kiddie crowdsurfing. Or crowdsurfing altogether for that matter? Damn that is annoying.

apologies for ripping off Behemoth in the post title.

opening band were the Lucifer Principle, who were ok I guess. They have a cello instead of a bass player (sounds like a jazz thing to do), and were pretty ok. I guess. For having shit sound and some remotely headbangable riffs. They were endurable but that is kind of all that there is that needs to be said about these guys. I’m gonna leave it at that.

TLP get 5 principles of matches out of 10.

Lamb of God are the hair on yer arses. They are the metal kings of metal today. Better than Slayer, more existent than Pantera, less inclined to go down the shitroute like Metallica/Megadeth/Anthrax, and plain tight as fuck, even with Mark back home to witness the birth of his child, they know how to kick ass. Pits were plentiful, heads were banging, voices were chanting, and the band tore the Melkweg apart. I’m sure you’re pleased with yourself busters, ’cause I am.

No setlist qualms except maybe one more Sacrament song next time? Please? Foot to the Throat? Have you guys even heard that song after you wrote it? Anyway, the setlist was top notch, the performance was top notch, the energy was top notch… it was a high calibre show from a high calibre band that I am glad to see in a 1500 man club venue headlining rather than opening on a festival (like last time at Graspop).

Very metal, and go see them if you like any of the other bands I mentioned. Or if you like your metal headbangable without cheesy keyboards. They do it better than anyone else out there at the moment.

Setlist:

The Passing
In Your Words
Set to Fail
Walk With Me In Hell
Hourglass
Now You’ve Got Something to Die For
Ruin
Dead Seeds
Pathetic
Broken Hands
Omerta
Laid To Rest
Contractor
———-
Reclamation
Redneck
Black Label

Lamb of God get 9 codes of honour out of 10.

Until the next time, Jorn

Hoohah. Read my review here.

http://www.sputnikmusic.com/album.php?reviewid=31267

 

Yes I am lazy. Fuck you all.

A million miles away

I would keep myself

I would find a way.

In essence, that was the climax of Nine Inch Nails last night, and basically the reason why I chose to see them on their farewell tour. I’ve always been a fan of 1994′s classic The Downward Spiral, but never listened to much NIN for a long time. Only when I realised I had never seen Trent perform “Hurt” live, which I am glad to say I have now, I realised I had to get tickets for this show. Thank fuck I did. (I’d say thank God, but I’m an atheist and NIN has Nietschzean themes running all through their work so it would be weird).

First of all, Mew were on for about half an hour; too short for me to make up my mind about what they really are like apart from a more compact Sigur Ros (even the vocals remind me of Jonsi occasionally) with better songwriting and less ambience, without losing any of the texture. No clue about their set list though.  Last song made me feel really in love with my girlfriend.

Mew get 6 “I don’t know why you’re named after a Pokemon and sound like Sigur Ros but I don’t care because I want to smooch my girl even though she wasn’t there anyway’s” out of 10.

Nine Inch Nails plowed through a massive, massive 2 hour set (how does Trent keep pulling this off every night? He doesn’t? Oh, that’s why they quit touring). I’m glad thye played some of their louder material; that is always the NIN stuff I got more into, and besides I don’t think Ghosts type of stuff would suit the live setlist anyway. So thanks for making probably the only time I see NIN filled with stuff like Head like a Hole, Hand that Feeds, La Mer, Wish, Burn, Gave Up, Suck, Survivalism, and March of the Pigs. Getting I Do Not Want This, actually the first NIN song I loved, was amazing too. Only complaint is no “Every Day Is Exactly the Same”.

Nine Inch Nails get 9 inch nails out of 10.

Setlist (mistakes to be corrected; please leave a comment if there is an error)

01- Home
02- 1,000,000
03- Letting You
04- Sin
05- March of the Pigs / All the Pigs, All Lined Up
06- Piggy (Nothing Can Stop Me Now)
07- Metal
08- The Line Begins to Blur
09- Head Down
10- Burn
11- Gave Up
12- Gone/Still >
13- La Mer
14- The Frail >
15- The Wretched
16- Non-Entity
17- I Do Not Want This
18- The Downward Spiral
19- Wish
20- Survivalism
21- Mr. Self Destruct
22- Suck
23- Echoplex
24- The Hand That Feeds
25- Head Like A Hole
———–
26- Hurt
27- In This Twilight

Until the next time,

Jorn

The first gig report I’m doing in over two months is a complete festival report. I attended Graspop Metal Meeting 2009 in Dessel, Belgium, along with my new girlfriend and a bunch of other people. I attended all three days so what will follow are rundowns, setlists, and short reviews of every band I’ve seen there.

After setting up our tents, and obtaining some food and other things, we made our way to the festival grounds. On Friday, we’d decided on staying a lot at the Marquee 1: Dream Theater were playing there, and as we wanted to queue for being in the first row during their set, we pretty much went there to sit through all the bands that played before them (except WASP, which we wisely ignored to see Samael instead).

First band of the day were Greek power metallers Firewind. They only arrived 10 minutes before their set, but worked through their material well enough regardless. Solid, solid metal even though there was nothing of note to be found that they did that elevates them above that. Firewind, despite having one of the world’s biggest shredders in ex-Dream Evil and Arch Enemy guitarist Gus G., still are a B-league power metal band. Their set is all fine, and closer Falling to Pieces is an amazing song, and I would easily go see these guys as a support band or on a festival again, because there’s nothing wrong here, but there is something lacking from the band that elevates them to the pantheon of immense power metal gods (more on those later).

Firewind get 7 Greek flags out of 10.

Next band was Jon Oliva’s Pain, who, after bringing a full-fledged piano to the stage, seemeded to be intent on contuining the legacy of their forebearers Savatage. Needless to say, a lot of old Savatage songs were played, such as Jesus Saves, Hall of the Mountain King, and Gutter Ballet. This band is also pretty much the ugliest (apart from Jon Oliva himself) which I’ve seen in quite a while. The singer sets a new obesity record and so did one of the guitarists. Again, this is some competent, competent stuff, but there again is no elevating point. Their performance of Gutter Ballet was fantastic, though. Great song. However their songs meandered more than Firewind’s, which leads me to take a point off their score compared to the first band on the bill today.

Jon Oliva’s Pain receive 6 fat pianos with fatter pianists out of 10.

After making our way to Samael, we realised that Samael’s industrial black metal is a bit hard to translate to the live setting. Not that they are bad, no not at all, but it just did not seem to work out completely right ever. Sometimes, it was just danceable enough, sometimes, their blasting worked, but from what I heard of their studio output they just cannot seem to match it as a live band. I don’t think it’s the members, maybe it is the festival sound or maybe it’s just that what they put out does not conform to the right energy prospects, but there’s something about it that leaves me with a small bitter aftertaste of wanting just a tiny bit more. And that’s a bummer because I like this band.

Samael get 5 performances under one flag out of 10.

After seeing exactly one song of WASP (fuck you, WASP, I do not wanna be somebody, I already am somebody), we queued at the Marquee again, this time to see an old favourite band of mine that I have not listened to regularly in ages, but have always wanted to see. This band is called Blind Guardian, they play the epitome of Tolkien Metal, and also, Hansi has a new haircut which makes him seem like your very nerdy uncle who works in IT and plays computer games. Wait, that is probably what he is. Blind Guardian’s material live was strong, Hansi is still one excellent singer, and even though their hour-long set did not include the majestic Bright Eyes, it was still rife with classics, such as The Bard’s Song, Script for My Requiem, Mirror Mirror, Time Stands Still, Lord of the Rings, and they rstill rule. One of the most consistent acts out there and they have the live show to prove that. There was nothing completely over-the-top, but with all the strong material, strong performances and strong setlist, there is no reason why I would not go and see these guys as a headliner again. Good band, put out some new material so that we can enjoy you live once again and stop writing songs for computer games you geeks. Or not. You guys rule anyway.

Blind Guardian get 8 bards singing Tolkien poems out of 10.

Last up for Friday were New Jersey metallers Dream Theater. I don’t know whether you can say anything about these progressive metal titans that hasn’t already been said a million times. They are insane musicians, people hate LaBrie’s voice, they still make girls abstain from seeing their shows (except mine? I have a cool girl) by attracting predominantly guitar nerds, and they have songs longer than the Chinese Wall.

They also decided that playing a heavier set for the festival would be a good idea. Fortunately I agree with them, because the metal-geared setlist did do the band’s performance favours. Getting both Pull Me Under (when will James learn how to sing this one) and Metropolis makes a longtime fan’s wet dream. I don’t get why they open with In The Presence of Enemies Part one, that song takes way too long to get going, something like As I Am would suit the festival a lot better, but apart from that there was no complaining. Dream Theater are still a hors-categorie band live, and they will remain so until someone cuts off all their arms and legs.

Setlist:

In the Presence of Enemies Pt. 1

Beyond This Life

Constant Motion

A Rite of Passage

Erotomania

Voices

Pull Me Under

Metropolis

 

Dream Theater get 9 blistering guitar solos in overlong instrumental bridges spanning the Atlantic Ocean out  of 10.

On to Saturday, the day where we were really tired. After not sleeping at all that night, I was ready to see some bands still. The first band, after a good refreshing breakfast, were Norwegian metallers Keep of Kalessin. Their symphonic black metal with synchronised windmilling was solidly executed, pretty much like last time, and featured enough other passages to prevent the BM blastbeat problem. I still expect a slight bit more from them, but this is enough to raise them a point from last time.

Keep of Kalessin receive 6 ascendants out of 10.

After a mixup and a cancellation of Killswitch Engage, Mastodon’s set was postponed until later. Mastodon are playing as a foursome again, which is good to see. What is less good to see is that this time they seem to have slightly disappointed live. The band are tight as fuck, but the vocals seem to still let them down. Good setlist, that focused on Blood Mountain as well as some Crack the Skye material still brings Mastodon up a notch. Particularly their rendition of the old classic Blood and Thunder is amazing to hear. I would like to see this band headline in a smaller show sometime just to hear how these guys translate to a smaller stage that is more intense. For now, the second time I hear them and the second time I enjoy them immensely but still something is missing for the perfect Mastodon performance.

Mastodon get 7,5 Crystal Skulls out of 10.

After another mixup where Gojira missed their flight, and an early attempt at dinner, while getting a slight bit annoyed at Wolves playing too much of their new BM and less sympho/atmospheric BM from outside, we finally lined up to see France’s biggest metal exports. I’m glad we did because Gojira delivered the performance of the weekend for me. These guys had some indomitable energy, thrashing around the stage with fervor, chugging out the riffs with intensity. They had an epic, insane drive to perform and Joe constantly looked like he was trying to exorcise a demon from his guitar. Apart from that, the band were tight as fuck, the music was heavier than a ten ton anvil, and the setlist was crazy good. Gojira are definitely top contestants for Heaviest Matter of the Universe, and I am extremely impressed by their live progression. They were amazing when I saw them the previous time, but they have improved even on that. I tip my hat to these guys. Joe, fucking thank you for coming and making my weekend worthwhile. This is what I did not expect to get in a million years. A-fucking-mazing.

Gojira get 10 flying whales out of 10.

Then we watched KoRn from the back. I have nothing to say about KoRn except that they apparently played old stuff. I never liked the band and seeing them live doesn’t change anything. I still hate Jon Davis’ voice, I still think their riffs are mediocre and I still don’t care a fig for their Pink Floyd cover.

KoRn get 3 freaks on a leash out of 10.

After watching a few songs from Lacuna Coil (please Andrea Ferro, shut UP for the love of God you tone-deaf idiot) and getting bored, earning them a score of 3 out of 10 as well, it was time for more bed and sleep.

The last day, Sunday, started with queuing up front for Nightwish at the main stage. After getting bored and catching a few songs of the mediocre UFO, we waited for Lamb of God to hit the stage. Lamb of God’s powerful thrash metal translates pretty well live and gets crowds going. It was pretty much a set full of all the fan favourites including Laid to Rest, Ruin, Redneck, Black Label, Now You’ve Got Something to Die For, all the good stuff. It got pits going and heads banging. I am taking one point off for the overuse of the word motherfucker by Randy. Solid fucking act and would see again on a headlining show.

Lamb of God get 7,5 black labels out of 10.

Then I went to watch Scar Symmetry, but they are not as good without Christian Alvestam. Even with a pretty good setlist, this band disappointed me a little. Maybe next time when they play I can see them in full and I’ll be more interested, but for now, I have a sour aftertaste in my mouth from a band which I expected more of. It was never bad, just not interesting.

Scar Symmetry retain 6 paths of least resistance out of 10.

Trivium are a band I did not dig for quite a long while. I still don’t like their first two albums, but with The Crusade and the switch to thrash instead of metalcore, they started to become interesting. That album was a heavy Metallica knockoff and their influences were obviously overdone, but with the new record Shogun they have proven to finally be able to be a unique metal entity. Their instrumental prowess was already known, but now that they are starting to use it they are becomingmore and more of a valid band as well. Live they perform solidly and extremely energetically, and I think Matt like Randy needs to lay off the cursing, but unlike Randy’s wild anger, Matt seems to be a tad more sympathetic. I bet he would be a cool dude to hang out with after a show. Thanks for improving miles upon your last performance, guys. I even bought a shirt of yours, and I would never think I would have done that. Good work boys.

Trivium get 7 crusades of improvement that succeeded out of 10.

If I threw a party, Chickenfoot are the first band I would not invite. I don’t understand how a band with Satriani and Chad Smith can write this terribly. Please, go and die. This is almost as bad as hair metal or tr00 gr1m n3cr0 black metal or extremely gory death metal. That is all there is to say about this.

Chickenfoot get 1 kick up the arse to the moon out of 10.

Disturbed are nu-metal. I don’t like this genre, but they perform it well and for a festival as an interlude band I have no problems watching them. Not necessarily a good band but a fun one to watch when you have nothing better to do.

Disturbed get 5 fists out of 10.

Then finally it was time for Nightwish. Always have loved this band, and they deliver another solid performance even though some of the band members seemed to be drunk off their asses (Marco in particular). The readdition of Wishmaster to their set was a great move and even though their setlist was a bit shorter than usual my voice was still dead at the end of it. Probably still not as good as the first time I saw them, but still excellent nonetheless.

Setlist:

7 Days to the Wolves

Dead to the World

The Siren

Amaranth

Romanticide

Wishmaster

Ghost Love Score

Nemo

Sahara

Dead Boy’s Poem

Escapist

Dark Chest of Wonders

Wish I Had An Angel

Nightwish get 8 masters of wishes out of 10.

I listened to Bodom from outside and saw three more Marilyn Manson songs, but none of it was worth it and is not worth the bytes used to type this review. Therefore I finish it with a thank you to the Graspop crew for not delaying much at all, keeping the organisation superb  and for having flushing toilets.

Expect a NIN review soon.

 

Until the next time, Jorn

Jesus (oh, the irony of being a Christian band and having an atheist attend the show), Emery have a lot of scene kids. Hot scene kids, but scene kids nonetheless. Apparently they really dig Emery (and that one weird Swedish opening band called Kid Downe but I missed half of their set so sucks for you).

Kid Downe were all right. Heard worse, heard better, it’s simple rock everyone knows and loves or hates. As for me, it just leaves me cold and wishing to move on to the next best thing.

Kid Downe get 5 “I exist therefore I am” needless quotes out of 10.

Emery should suck less. I am convinced of this. Not only is the Christian screamo thing overdone these days (which is a reason to boycot these fuckers already, but they played on Good Friday so I guess they’re cool) , but they are also derivative. They sound like Funeral for a Friend, Thursday, all those kinds of bands (Underoath, Taking Back Sunday jump to mind), but just inferior; and it’s a bad sign when you get into the band’s set during the encore because that is the best song.

Emery disappoint me for being derivative, sounding unoriginal and sounding too cliche for the style of music they play. I wish bands like this would get a sense of identity and become more than a small fish in a really big pond containing many fish that do the same thing but just better.

Poor Emery. Maybe if all these other bands hadn’t existed, they wouldn’t be so bad, but for now they get:

Emery get 4 politics students going to church attending christian screamo gigs with scene tattoos and 5 lip piercings out of 10.

Is a band I saw, and I avoided ear damage because I love ear plugs. That reminds me: why do concerts need to be so loud? I know I like to turn it up on occasion, but this loud isn’t necessary. Not every concert goer needs ear damage.  So to the sound guys: Turn the volume down! I know your amps go to eleven, but my ears go to fucking hell this way. And in that case I’d rather like your amps at a solid eight.

That aside, opening act This Will Destroy You did not quite destroy as I had hoped they would. No crowd interaction, the bassist was a weird hyperactive fuck, the guitarists were pretty much rooted to the spot, and though the slowly rising and falling crescencos and decrescendos of the music were all tautly executed, it just felt lifeless; it felt boring. Not even the insane volume of the music (from which my earplugs saved me. Oh earplugs, how I love thee) could change that and I think bands should reassess their live viability this way because there has to be something going on for it to be brought to the table. That this can be done will be proved later.

Why was one of the guitarists rooted to a chair (and weirdly stamping his foot)? Why did the other guitarist just stand there? Only the keyboardist/bassist sounded like he had any inclination to want to be there other than just closing your eyes and playing music. It jusst felt haphazard. The atmospheric music also did not translate well through the volume, which was overpowered by a massive bass sound. Also, one guitarist wasn’t even included in the mix.

This Will Destroy You are a disappointing live outfit to say the least and from their studio output I had expected a more animated performance.

This Will Destroy You get 4 lazy guitarists tapping their foot out of 10 beats.

God is an Astronaut showed the upstarts before them how to actually execute post-rock live. A spellbinding performance, replete with video screen (which showed fitting images of bombs going off, nuclear plants, war zones, kaleidoscopic images, and everything else under the sun; the intro screen was an astronaut deity (!)), and armed with band members that did talk to the audience (though only a few times), and that did seem like they were into it (and additionally having more engaging live music in the set than TWDY), they showed how to perform post-rock adequately. I haven’t watched any other post-rock bands yet, but they will have quite a standard to live up to. Maybe Mogwai can do better if I manage to get tickets to see them over the summer? Anyway, this performance was exactly what I was looking for. Even the setlist, although not including their best songs Remembrance Day and Loss, was filled with highlights. Many songs off All Is Violent, All Is Bright were played (my favourite albums of theirs) and new album highlights like Zodiac and Shadows were not forgotten. Even the somewhat weaker material off the Far From Refuge and The End of the Beginning albums was fairly good. Overall, they were worth the nine euros I paid.

But I am detracting points for the unnecessary volume. That is just annoying.

God is an Astronaut get 8 nuclear bombs dropping out of 10 fiery war zones.

And no, I don’t know the setlists.

I was in the shadow of my pale (metalhead) companions at the Agalloch gig last afternoon. Yes, afternoon. You read that right.
First up was Mely. Gothic metal of sorts, I guess. Well, gothic? I don’t know about that term. It reminded me of newer Sentenced. That is a good thing, as newer sentenced rules. Modest band, modest music, but I like it. Melodic and groovy, me likey. More of this, pretty please?

Mely get 6.5 groovy melodic gothic metal songs out of 10.

Dornenreich is stupid BM with no bass but a violin. This shit pisses me off to no end. I hate noise, I hate BM vocals, and I hate bands that think playing fast and blastbeating makes a song. The songwriting is a mess, I can’t stand the vocals and I really think the faces their guitarist pulls are fucking annoying. Can we please stop this tr00 kvlt metal bullshit and get back to composing the music, thanks? No more blast beats, please…dammit, I hate this kind of stuff. Guitarist sounded like he was a nice dude though. Unfortunately that does not make the music any better.
Dornenreich get 2 black hunts out of 10 crowns of thorns.
Agalloch are worthy of the almighty Metal Award. Burning their precious sticks of incense before they came on, they drowned out the smell of stale sweat and beer in dingy clubs as they started their tour-de-force of what can only be described as a hotchpotch of black metal, doom metal, folk, post-rock,. and a few other things. I managed to get a stick of incense at the beginning from John Haughm. I’m proud of myself.
Haughm’s vocals were a bit low in the mix, but as the gig went on, this was remedied. The band knows how to play, Haughm is funnier than I expected (apparently they couldn’t get pancakes and coffee so they had marihuana for breakfast). They played a fairly good setlist, including my favourite Limbs, stuff off of Pale Folklore, and even the epic In The Shadow of Our Pale Companion.
They even encored with The Lodge, which sounded more like a post-metal song than the Agalloch I am used to, but no matter. Then they left the stage to much applause, and a lot of noise coming from John who decided to fuck around with his effects to create a lot of droning.
I immensely enjoyed this gig. I think Agalloch are a mature live act these days, even if they aren’t perfect yet, their atmosphere is brilliant. I hope to see them again soon to see if they have found a way to up their game to become a part of the metal pantheon of elite bands.
Agalloch get 8 resinous wooden fragrances of their namesake out of 10.
Agalloch setlist
Dead Winter Days
As Embers Dress the Sky
I Am The Wooden Doors
In The Shadow of Our Pale Companion
Limbs
Not Unlike the Waves
Bloodbirds
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The Lodge (dismantled)
Until the next time,
 Jorn

I rocked hard and rode free at a Judas Priest gig. Generally that is a band for old farts in denim jackets and leather pants (many of which found in attendance), though I also saw a lot of younger people, people wearing Megadeth and Testament shirts (support acts), but you know, somehow I have a thing for that old farts’ rock, maybe it’s because I like the classic heavy metal sound.

I missed Testament, which sucks, because I really wanted to see them, but blame the promoters for advertising 19:30 on the ticket. Ok, I missed a train, but they were done when I arrived at 19:45. Therefore, Testament get no rating from me. Well, they do, actually.

Testament get 5 late “I wish I’d seen you so I could suck your thrash metal cock” metalheads with denim jackets out of 10.

(No, I’m not one of those.)

Megadeth were next, and they started with Sleepwalker just as I went to get myself a beer. I have to say this, but I think Mustaine and friends looked really tired and meh. There was no energy in their performance, and even though they busted out all the classics (EXCEPT GODDAMN TORNADO OF SOULS PUT THAT BACK IN DAMMIT), and despite me loving A Tout Le Monde, Holy Wars, Peace Sells and all those other fan favourites, it just looked like they weren’t into it. Mustaine seemed to be happy with closing the show in Amsterdam though, so I guess it’s all good. Apparently he likes it here. Well, I guess he should come back soon, play Tornado of Souls, and cause me to bang my head instead of nod. And not come with Priest so he can charge silly prices for gigs. (64 euros, fuck that).

Megadeth get 6 (because the setlist rocks) symphonies of destruction out of 10.

Setlist:

Sleepwalker
Wake Up Dead
Take No Prisoners
A Tout Le Monde
Skin O’My Teeth
She Wolf
In My Darkest Hour
Symphony Of Destruction
Sweating Bullets
Hangar 18
Peace Sells

 Holy Wars… The Punishment Due

So then, on to Priest. I have nothing much to say (Priest needs no introduction), but they played a good set with a lot of classics (No Victim of Changes though :( ) and they make me look forward to turning 60 years old. It was all done perfectly, with an elaborate stage show, with Rob Halford still being the world’s best gay vocalist, a band that deserves the praise a LOT more than I expected (I expected complete boredom during their set). More of this stuff, pretty please, I dig it.

Judas Priest get 9 Painkiller motorcycles out of 10.

Setlist:

Dawn of Creation
Prophecy
Metal Gods
Eat Me Alive
Between the Hammer and the Anvil
Devils Child
Breaking the Law
Hell Patrol
Messenger of Death
Dissident Aggressor
Angel
The Hellion
Electric Eye
Rock Hard, Ride Free
Sinner
Painkiller
——————————
Hell Bent for Leather
The Green Manalishi (with the Two-Pronged Crown)
You’ve Got Another Thing Coming

Kamelot last night was a gig of, well, epic proportions. I haven’t seen anything this good since Anathema. It was up there with that gig and the Pain of Salvation one I attended as well.

Me and my brother (and a bunch of his friends) arrived at the venue quite early. We were in time to see both opening acts, so, I’ll start with Serenity first as they played first. Serenity play that lovely power/prog stuff, competently but without imagination or originality. It’s a band where you can notice that they love what they do, they do it well, and they have it all down pat, but they just for some reason don’t seem to stick at all. Nevertheless they energised the crowd quite easily, so I guess they must have done something right. Might be worth checking out, then again, maybe not.

Serenity get 6 semi-original songs out of 10.

Setlist: (thanks to RPGW – possibly not in correct order)
Sheltered (By the Obscure)
Reduced to Nothingness
Coldness Kills
Rust of Coming Ages
Velatum
All Lights Reversed

Then Delain came on, and Delain bore me to fucking tears, frankly. Their vocalist is annoying and the music they play is symphonic metal paint-by-numbers stuff, the kind you’d rather ignore because you’ve heard it all before and better. They have an ex member of Within Temptation, maybe that explains why they are so mediocre? They were pretty energetic with the crowd, who soaked everything up like a sponge, and during the riffier moments, my head was nodding a bit, but I would never pay just to see Delain.

Also a grand fuck you to the dude that stood next to me during this gig who doesn’t get tall people need space and fat people need to learn to not be fat and take up too much of it. If you don’t like my height, go stand somewhere else. Or just lose some fucking weight for fuck’s sake. Stop whining. Middle fucken finger to you. Thanks for ruining their set for me.

Delain get 4 rains in March that didn’t actually happen because it was a beautiful spring day out of 10.

Then was Kamelot. Now, Kamelot needs no introduction, but they’re gonna get one anyway because I am cool like that. Kamelot are the essence of your soul. They are also a power metal band from Tampa, Florida, with a Norwegian singer called Roy Khan (who now apparently speaks three words of Dutch as he so graciously showed during the gig) who rules some complete face live (and the world, for that matter). Oh and they have a German keyboardist who is involved with Epica’s Simone Simons (who mysteriously happened to be in Tilburg for the night).

Kamelot’s set was nigh-on perfect (just drop Anthem for Abandoned and Farewell for the Edge of Paradise and that’s a perfect set right there), and the crowd was 300% into it. From the first note of the intro to the closing pyroblasts of March of Mephisto, every note of it was enthusiastically cheered on and soaked up by a 2200-strong crowd that was loving every minute, nay, every last millisecond of it.

As the concert went on, it turned out that Khan and friends had the whole venue in the palms of their hand. Kamelot are basically playing to home crowd here, as they have a super-strong following in the Netherlands, and 2200 hardcore fans  continued to cheer during moments that even the band did not expect. Forever’s usual singalong was extended for ages and ages as the crowd sang the melody over and over, the band staring in astonishment as we continued to sing.

Oliver’s keyboard solo was graced by a round of champagne, cheers, and a spontaneous happy birthday chant that seemed to make Oliver very, very happy. Also Oliver’s love Simone came out and did The Haunting with Kamelot, which turned the venue into one bouncing mass of people. I daresay that was the highlight, perhaps with the exception of March of Mephisto. Another guest was Amanda Somerville, who did Love You to Death in the first encore.  I think the crowd couldn’t have asked for more bang for their buck.

More highlights were The Pendulous Fall (I have always wanted to hear this live), The Human Stain (fuck that song is epic), Karma (which was in the main set, and its place in the encore was taken by Farewell), and basically anything except Anthem. The atmosphere was good, but I never liked that ballad anyway and though Khan is such an immaculate performer and could possibly make a fart sound good if he tried, I still wish Abandoned would be played over it. The last epic surprise was Moonlight, which they hadn’t played in

All in all, I wish I would see these guys again fast. I will probably not see them at the Sonisphere festival, but Khan said they would be back the 27th of March next year. Can’t wait to see them then, if they deliver another winner like this they pretty much are guaranteed to kick the shit out of me.

Kamelot get 10 immaculate performances out of 10.

Intro
Rule the World (pyro)
When the Lights are Down
Moonlight
Centre of the Universe
The Pendulous Fall
Anthem
Karma (pyro)
Instrumental (including drum solo)
The Human Stain
The Haunting (with Simone Simons from Epica)
Edenecho (pyro)
Keyboard Solo
Forever
~~~
Ghost Opera
Love you to Death (with Amanda Sommerville)
Farewell
~~~
March of Mephisto (pyro)

Until the next time,

Jorn

Kamelot tomorrow. I’m pretty stoked about that. Expect a full report sometime this weekend.

This new poem is about a young soul that… well, you should just read on, really.
Swansong


a swansong sung by nobody
passes through the smoke of nothing
a bitter lament that falls
on the deaf ears of the void

comatose notes slither away
and the clock strikes once more
a serpentine coincidence
for a pristine cause of death

the waxen candles light themselves
hissing as they slowly melt
the tapping of footsteps resounds
and echoes away through the hall

the cracking of old oaken doors
reveals her naked body in pale light
a dress torn up on the floor
lies motionless in a pool of blood

the shards of glass tell a tale
like pages strewn across the ground
cuts grace her wrists like words
written in her favourite red ink

they form the lyrics to the swansong
its fading notes would be audible
just behind her gold-adorned ear
but alas! she truly cannot hear.

 

Until the next time,

Jorn

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