Deathstars + Stoneman
Nottingham Rock City 5/11/06 review and photo by Sam Thomas
It was always going to be an interesting experience: this was an
over 14s gig, which I have to say is not necessarily my natural
habitat. There were two distinct groups of people here: over-excited
and over-heated little girlies screaming and showing their
underdeveloped bodies in what can only be described as a
paedophile’s delight, and their parents who seemed to be patronising
the bar rather heavily. The evening got off to a bad start (no
cider, warm Guinness) followed by the ultimate cringe moment: people
screaming with delight when they recognised the tracks playing
before the gig started. And even worse, not screaming as they
totally failed to identify some absolute classics.
Swiss band Stoneman opened the
proceedings, with a strange mix of goth and darkwave that left me
completely unmoved. Halfway through their performance I was reminded
that I had seen them before, which had totally escaped me. This
suggests to me that the word “unmemorable” may be entirely
appropriate in this case. The lead singer was far too heavily
reliant on various vocal effects, I’m not certain exactly what was
going on, but clearly some form of mechanical processing was
involved. (I think he was miming - Steve) Overall Stoneman had too
many samples, too many tricks and not enough talent. And they really
shouldn’t have done a cover of “Cocaine”. Again, this was a good
choice of support band: they would make anyone look good by
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Not that
Deathstars needed anyone to make
them look good, they were more than capable of taking the Rock City
by storm. The screaming reached unbearable levels as they took the
stage, and the audience were lapping it up right from the start.
Andreas Bergh (Whiplasher) was completely in his element as he
exhorted the crowd to scream more so that he would remove more items
of clothing. He didn’t really need to: they were screaming with
delight anyway.
There was definitely an element of the bizarre to the proceedings,
onstage there was a sleazy roué performing to a bunch of
prepubescent girls whilst their parents looked on in (presumably)
approval. And sleazy was definitely a word to describe this
performance, an element that is completely missing in Deathstars
recorded work. As the evening wore on, Whiplasher upped his age
limits somewhat, eventually asking “Does your mother love me? Then
give me her phone number.” Think I’ll pass on that one.
The set was near-perfect, covering both albums. “Synthetic
Generation” being a particular favourite. Live, it has to be said,
Deathstars are a lot rougher and harder than the recorded version,
but, for me at least, this was a positive point as I think they can
come across as a bit plasticky on CD. “Tongues” was performed |
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with some very
eerie keyboards, and “Blitzkrieg” naturally went down a storm. It
was back to sleaze for “Virtue to Vice” and “Little Angel”, and then
a chance to get the whole audience bouncing along to
“Semi-automatic”. “Cyanide” followed, which slowed the pace
slightly, possibly because it was not so well known.
After, inevitably, a bit of screaming, Deathstars reappeared to
offer “Damn Me” as an encore. Considering that this contains the
line “damn me as I say goodbye”, it had to be the most lyrically
perfect choice of encore that I’ve yet heard.
Deathstars produced a highly-polished, professional performance that
left us all convinced that we had had a great night out, and I will
definitely be looking out for them again. |
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Exodus + Biomechanical London Underworld - 7th
of November 2006 - Review by Marco Gaminara Wasn't really quite
sure of what to expect from Biomechanical.
I think I may have seen a music video of theirs somewhere down the
line, but in the 5 mins prior to their starting their set, the 2
guitarists were attempting to outdo each other playing intricate
super fast leads, so I was really put in 2 minds. Their name
suggested some sort of techno/metal, which I was thinking could be
along the lines of SYL/FF, but the leads had me thinking Hammerfall
(cos that's what they did every time I've been subjected to them at
Wacken). Well I guess Starting with what I think was "The
Awakening", they pretty much placed themselves in either camp. The
drumming was fast and tight, and the kit took up all available space
on the stage, owing to Paul Bostaph's kit also being on stage. The
guitars were heavy, but subject to going meandering through long
sustained solos and the vocals ranged from the odd low growl to
predominantly Halford like screams. Their show was pretty good,
primary owing to the fact that they appeared to be having such a
good time, and their enthusiasm was contagious. They managed to get
a couple pits going every now and then and revelled in the
adulation. Other songs they played included "Enemy Within",
"Assaulter" and "Truth Denied" from their latest release. They ended
their evening with "Painkiller", which went down a treat and showed
everyone where their main influences lie.
Exactly a week shy of a year since the last time they played this
venue, after the mandatory intro music,
Exodus attacked the Underworld with "Bonded By Blood",
and the moshing truly ensued. As quickly as "Raze" was followed by "Deathamphetamine"
the guys on stage were being pelted with the bodies of stage divers
being hurled back on stage by the crowd. The battle of wills between
the stage crew trying to forcefully remove them and the crowd
wanting to be on stage to catapult themselves back into the melee
went on unabated all night. We got a nice selection of older
material in the form of "Piranha", "A Lesson in Violence", "Brain
Dead" and "The Last Act of Defiance", so it would appear that Rob
Dukes’ had a year to brush up on more than 'Bonded' and 'SHKM'. ;-)
He's also sporting longer hair and about 6 times as much agro. I
don't think Paul Bostaph misplaced a hit, back there in the dark
where you wouldn't see anything more than a whirl of sticks and
shaking cymbals. "Blacklist" went down a storm with the mic shoved
into plenty of faces in the front row. There were plenty of shouts
by Rob to get the whirlpool going and I quietly stood my ground in
its eye so I could continue to watch the band on stage. Another
track from 'Tempo' was aired in the form of "War is My Sheppard"
which had that maelstrom in full effect. During "I Am Abomination" a
petit blonde was lifted above the heads of the front few rows and
appeared to offer Jack Gibson a kiss, which he declined with a
smile. The final two tracks off 'SHKM', namely "44 Magnum Opus" and
"Shovel Headed Kill Machine" which nearly saw the aircon unit
directly above the foot of the stage torn from the ceiling as the
feet of divers whacked against it over and over again. Throughout
the night Lee Altus and Gary Holt traded leads flawlessly and still
kept the heady riffs rupturing unprotected ears. They finished the
night with "Scar Spangled Banner" and ultimately "Strike of the
Beast" as they were expected to. |
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