Obituary at the Manning Bar

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This was one of the strangest gigs I’ve been to in quite a while. I met my friend Jeremy at the one and only Lansdowne Hotel before the show, where he informed me that:

  1. As reported in Drum Media and at PyroMusic, the ticket price had been reduced to $30, and ticket holders could bring a friend for free, presumably because of poor ticket sales;
  2. It wasn’t clear what support bands were playing since ads placed by the Manning Bar listed two different support acts from ads placed by the promoter; and
  3. As reported on blabbermouth.net, Obituary would be playing one man short since lead guitarist Allen West is in jail.

I particularly liked the phrasing of West’s statement on the matter: “I have gotten into trouble that can only be resolved by my incarceration.” All the best to him of course, and I hope to see him play next time Obituary tour Australia.

Undaunted by these setbacks, we set off across Victoria Park to the gig. Appropriately, the flower beds had just enjoyed a liberal application of fertilizer, making the whole place smell totally rank.

We missed the first support but saw most of The Day Everything Became Nothing, who put on a decent show.

Nothing was gonna prepare me for the aural assault delivered by Obiturary. To their credit, they delivered a killer show without a lead guitarist. I thought rhythm player Trevor Peres would bust out a few leads to fill the gap, but he didn’t- making this probably the only metal gig in human history completed without a guitar solo. Peres kicked off the set with a slow, grinding riff- I’m not sure of the song- that went on for ages and had me quivering in my Mack boots.

Back when I was a live sound engineer, I always preferred mixing bands with one guitarist, mostly because it’s much easier to get a good sound. Both guitars usually occupy the same frequence range, so doing a mix such that it’s possible to hear each guitar clearly can be difficult. Live, less is usually more- a simpler sound with fewer instruments often communicates better to the audience, and this was certainly true at this gig. Just having a rhythm guitar made the constant riffing brutal. Although the sound and the feel were totally metal, the single guitar gave the band more of a punk or hardcore edge to my ears, which ain’t a band thing at all.

Drummer Donald Tardy was also enormously impressive. His drum solo intro to the encore was a great piece of showmanship and drumming skill.

Although ticket sales were presumably slow at first, prompting the ticket discount, by the time Obituary took the stage there was a very good sized crowd. It wasn’t packed like at Testament a few months ago, but I think everyone went home happy. I was well satisfied with a great gig, a new Cause of Death t-shirt, and a loud ringing in my ears that lasted for several days.

Howling Bells at the Metro

On Friday night I took De to see the Howling Bells at the Metro . I’m not familiar with their stuff but it was a great show. The Metro was pretty much full and the crowd gave them a very warm response.

In a previous life (prior to 2004, I think) Howling Bells were known as Waikiki. I saw them under this name at Newtown RSL back in 1999 or 2000, when I was working as the in-house sound engineer. I’ll admit I don’t remember them that well, but I remember well enough to know they’ve come a long way since then. The Bells have done a lot of touring over the last couple of years with some big names (including The Killers and Placebo) and it really shows in the quality of their performance. I will be picking up the album for sure.

The Metro itself was also in fine form on the night. Back in the days when I used to go more often, it had a battered old Martin Audio system which had probably been deafening punters since the early eighties. It sounded passable on good nights. These days it’s a Nexo Alpha system, a vast improvement. Kudos to the Bells’ front of house engineer as the gig was a pleasure to listen to.

If you are after a more comprehensive review of the night check out this one by Chock.

The Sweetest Plum

Metal fans love merch. Go to any metal show and most (like 90%) of the crowd are wearing black t-shirts dripping with metal band logos. This works out great for the bands too, since when they tour they can sell a tour shirt at $40 a pop to half the crowd and make lots more cash. Krusty said it best in Krusty Gets Kancelled:

Krusty: I don’t know how to thank you kids.
Bart: That’s all right, Krusty.
Lisa: We’re getting fifty percent of the T-shirt sales.
Krusty: The T-shirt sales! That’s the sweetest plum!

So it’s hard to know what a band is thinking when they run out of shirts to sell at a show. This happened to me a couple of times last year, at both Kreator and Testament. At Kreator’s Gaelic Club show, I missed out on a tour shirt but still managed to get one with the cover art for Pleasure To Kill. At Testament’s Manning bar show, by the time we turned up during the first support act, there was no more Testament merch left for sale whatsoever. I didn’t see anyone wearing a tour shirt either, so the band must not have turned up with very many.

Luckily I got something even better than merch at Testament: a pick straight from the fingers of the legendary Alex Skolnick himself. Sweet!

Alex Skolnick pick