Even after listening to them for over 10 years, I never really thought this until after seeing those dudes live last night. Imagine all the insanity of their records and multiply it tenfold. It was fucking exhausting just watching them, and I wasn't moshing or doing much more than the stationary headbang. They must have played about 20 songs, and they looked ritualistic in their execution. Four of them would approach the front of the stage and become a flurry of massacre and hair (except Pat, who's bald as fook) for 3 minutes at a time, then they would all walk back to the drumset and have a conference of sorts before the next song. Not one single note was missed, and every time Corpsegrinder wasn't growling he had a full whirlwind going. Cliche or not, that shit still looks cool.
I'll try to get a full live report written for this show (which included Hypocrisy, Exhumed, and Vile), but since my order of "scotch on the rocks" translated to "cup full o' scotch" there might be a few gaps. :Spin:
I'll try to get a full live report written for this show (which included Hypocrisy, Exhumed, and Vile), but since my order of "scotch on the rocks" translated to "cup full o' scotch" there might be a few gaps. :Spin: