Pit Stories: King Of Asgard's Lars Tängmark Leaves A Show In A Car Trunk
The live show is the heart of the metal scene, and both fans and musicians from across the globe have their share of epic stories from the mosh pit.
From amorous couples who can't be bothered to wait until getting home, to bursts of violence, and on to booze-addled shenanigans, the pit has been the site of just about every crazy scenario imaginable.
This week King Of Asgard guitarist Lars G. Tängmark shares this story of trying to see a Paradise Lost show but botching the whole affair from the beginning when he runs into his old friend Jagermeister:
This was the cold winter of 1992 and Paradise Lost was going to play Norrköping. It was probably one of the many brilliant club nights held under the "Trash Bash" flag in the early 90's where international metal celebrities could be enjoyed on a small stage, in small town, on a regular basis. All this less then hour by train away from the even smaller town where I lived and rehearsed with countless obscure musical projects (nothing has changed today BTW).
At the time I was in habit of being absolutely pissed before even leaving home on a Friday night, but on this particular day I made an exception and didn't start pouring Jagermeister down my throat until I got on the train. Had I made an estimation (which I was NOT in the habit of making) I should have understood that the show was still three hours away and I would have to pour the Jager really, really slowly to even be conscious at the time of the show. Did I mention that I looked really good too? I didn't really have the "metal" look going at the time, probably because of some kind of constant identity crisis, so I my hair was semi-long and part at the middle. I had decided for some type of normal clothing, but since I was in "experimental" mode when leaving the house I opted for a huge darth-vader black trenchcoat that looked more weird-granny than Edward Scissordhands. Neat.
Then I met a bunch of people. Not sure who they were. Then we went somewhere. I think it was some kind of school. Then all of a sudden we were at the show! The place was packed. There was a guy with a electric violin playing a solo set. He had a loop pedal and played a cover of Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit." Oh, man! This was great! I was pogoing around the room! I was going to learn all the other straight fuckers in the audience to appreciate art (actually, when sober I think the idea of playing "Smells Like Teen Spirit" on a electric violin is shit)!
By this time I *think* i was thrown out by the guards for the first time, because I found myself by the emergency exit and crept back inside. For a moment I had no idea where I was, but then I saw the band (Paradise Lost!) and then I remembered.... Of course I was going to join the "pit," because by now there was one. As always when I was plastered I had the feeling that everyone else was really, really tall and I'm this tiny person who is just thrown about like a little rag doll. I felt I was becoming weaker and more tired, somehow fitting to the music of Paradise Lost.
By now I don't remember anything, but my friend and eternal companion Karsten, drummer in King of Asgard, recalls seeing me asleep on stage just in front of the bass drums. Next thing I remember, I am on a dark street. I don't know which town I'm in or how I got there. Then....nothing. Karsten tells me he found me a few blocks from the venue, freezing and confused. I was in no condition to sit in a car so he put me in the trunk of the car and gave me a ride home. I was never much of a Paradise Lost fan anyway....
King Of Asgard will release third album "Karg" on July 22nd, 2014 via Metal Blade Records and you can hear the new song "Remnants of Hell" in the player below.
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