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Every week metal bands from across the globe check in with Metalunderground.com to share their favorite stories from live shows. Today vocalist Nick Holmes of U.K. outfit Paradise Lost offers up this tale of an end-of-tour prank gone wrong:
On the last show of a tour, it’s “customary” for headline bands to play tricks on support acts, and the other way round—if you get along that is! Just small pranks, lowering small stonehenges from the ceiling, walking on stage dressed as a “zombie”—mostly unfunny stuff like that. But unaware of my absolute hatred for fish and seafood in general, our Swedish support band decided to play one of the worst pranks imaginable.
Back in the day, Paradise Lost used to use two industrial high velocity fans on either side of the stage to blow dry ice in the right direction to coordinate with the light show, etc., and this is where the “fun” started...Most people reading this won’t know about the northern Swedish delicacy “Surströmming.” It’s fermented herring, basically “tinned rotten fish,” and it’s hard to put into words just how bad this stuff smells!
For a “great” end of tour prank, the bass player from said Swedish support band decided it would be funny to pour the oil from a tin of “Surströmming” onto one of our industrial fans! All hell broke loose! Once the smell hit me, I began to projectile vomit, and couldn’t stop vomiting. My face turned as red as a strawberry, and my eyes nearly popped out. It was impossible to continue, and we had to cancel the concert and flee the stage after only four songs! Meanwhile, the whole room was in chaos. I have had the misfortune of being at a concert where tear gas was expelled, and the crowd reaction was pretty similar to this - combined with gagging!
Needless to say, the backstage atmosphere turned rather sour! Also, since the incident, I have it on good authority that the entire venue smelled like “Davey Jones’ Locker” for many months to follow.
In addition to last year's "Tragic Idol" full-length (reviewed here), Paradise Lost will be releasing a collection titled "Tragic Illusion 25 (The Rarities)" on October 21st in Europe (digitally on October 29th in North America). Full details can be found at this location.
Check back in again next Tuesday as we continue to share more band stories from live metal shows.
Every week we check in with rock and metal acts from all corners of the globe to get their best stories from live shows. This week we move beyond the pit to hear from Christina Kasper of Ottawa band Doll about a drunk fan crashing an interview:
One of the first interviews Doll ever did was with the guys on I'm With The Band TV. We decided to do it outside the venue we had just played, right after our gig. Little did we know it was near "The Liquor Store Party Bar" at 2am... a bar that's known for catering and over serving to a younger crowd on weekends.
So the interview was going on normally when all of a sudden bars close and out comes the crazies! This drunk ass girl comes up to the camera blabbing about her new iPhone. Instead of stopping the interview we figured we'd go along with it and have bit of fun. So after she told us she loved life hehe we asked her if she loved Doll and of course she did and she loved our live show... although I'm pretty sure she had never heard of us or was even at the show! Different music crowd I think! After a few minutes her boyfriend and friend came looking for her and took her away from the cameras.
After that is when the madness begins. Her boyfriend brought her to a wall directly behind where the cameras where filming. She started puking which was to be expected. It was hard to continue the interview with a straight face. Then all of a sudden her dress came off and she started peeing right behind us... Golden showers everywhere and in front of a huge crowd and cameras rolling. When she noticed people were starring at her she began to cry, still with her dress off, completely naked. I guess kids don't wear underwear these days...
Anyhow her boyfriend came and confronted us when he figured what was going on and we told him we wouldn't release any of it...and since we're nice guys we didn't but part of the excitement can be found in the video below.
Check out the beginning of the interview (minus the puking and urinating) in the player below, or find more info on Doll at the band's Facebook profile here. Be sure to also check back in again next Tuesday for more Pit Stories.
The pit is where the action is at, but it can also be a dangerous place with all the banging heads and flailing body parts.
Every week we check in with musicians from around the globe to get their most memorable Pit Stories. Today Martin Van Drunen (Hail of Bullets, Grand Supreme Blood Court) shares this story of a short stage resulting in fan and band coming just a bit too close together at an Asphyx show:
In April 2009, I played with Asphyx in Barcelona in a place called Espasi Jove, together with Graveyard and Looking For An Answer. Two great but unfortunately not very well known bands from Spain. It was one of these shows organized by fans, not professional promoters, so it was a bit pleasantly chaotic, as these shows usually are. The place itself looked like a school building, and the stage was about one-foot high, so it wasn’t really something you could call a stage. But we don't care about minor things like that-- the place was packed and the atmosphere was just great. Both Graveyard and Looking For An Answer did fat performances, which we watched from the crowd, having a good time and drinking, as always. A lot of beers with the metalheads.
So then it was our turn. Normally when we headline smaller shows, we can play up to two hours sometimes, depends if there's a curfew. So this would be a long one as well. I think it was somewhere halfway into the set (we still had to do songs like “The Rack” and “Last One” along with some other Asphyx-oldies) when there was a big guy standing at the front of the stage banging his head off. But he was really tall, perhaps like me, maybe even bigger. So at one point, he was banging his head, but he was standing slightly bent over. And we always bang our heads off too during our set, so when I put my head down, all of a sudden he threw his head back, but also stood up straight. So he hit my forehead fuckin’ hard with the back of his thick Spanish skull. And for an instant, I was blind, couldn't see shit. Then I felt the spot where he hit me, and there was this egg growing rapidly.
The band guys asked if I was ok of course. I asked Xavi from Graveyard (whom I saw standing in the crowd) to please get me some ice, and he started running to the bar and came back with a plastic cup with a big piece of ice in it. Ah, I remember that relief when I put that against my aching and palpitating forehead. But, as we say in the band, we always man ourselves (it's a Dutch expression, not sure how to translate that), and it was our first show in Spain ever. We didn't wanna disappoint the Spanish fans. So I continued the show, with the ice against my head, taking it slightly more easy than normal haha. And the crowd really appreciated it and were grateful that we kept playing on.
Later on, I met the guy and he apologized. I told him, “Hey, not your fault, you had a good time banging to us and you didn't do it on purpose, those things can always happen during a death metal show.”
I think I had a brain concussion, as I still had a satanic headache for days after that performance. But I recovered soon after that, and now it's just a nice anecdote or memory. And let's be honest, boys and girls: death metal just ain't for sissies…
Asphyx released latest album "Deathammer" in 2012, and in other Martin Van Drunen news, Hail of Bullets is gearing up for the release of new album "III The Rommel Chronicles." Check out the first single from the album right here, and be sure to check back in next Tuesday for more Pit Stories! More...
It's Tuesday, which means the time has come for another Pit Story from those road warriors who get on stage to let the mosh flow for headbangers around the world.
This week's story comes courtesy of Dissension vocalist/guitarist Nathan Afilalo, who shares this tale of a Toys-R-Us Satanic sacrifice:
If you were to go just north east of Montreal’s inner city, there lies a hole in a brick wall. In said whole one finds a shitty ass venue, packed with sweaty teenagers, amateurish gratify, more band stickers than all the hairs in Odin’s beard, and a giant dog who lays equally giant shits on the pit floor. In said venue, there was a heavy metal show taking place. On a side note the venue was legally considered a cafe.
It was at this show that our band, Dissension, decided to incorporate a poorly executed somewhat Ghost reminiscent comedy routine midway through the set. We had our friend come up on stage and perform a demonic gospel sermon, in a deep southern accent naturally, to dimmed lights and a smoke machine we got discounted at Canadian Tire during the Halloween sales. Our drummer was on the keys playing one of his spooky church organ originals (if you can appreciate a drummer playing keyboards then this is very funny). Amidst the terrible music and Satanic proselytizing, our friend took out a baby doll from beneath his cloak which had a upside-down cross painted on its face. The crown went wild for the Toys-R-Us sacrifice as it flew into the pit as our next song began.
The hapless doll fell into the frenzied crowd and we thought, “a fitting sacrifice for the dark Lord,” and forgot about it. However, the end of the night came, the venue lights turned on, and strewn about the shit-stained floor were various members of the doll’s little body. What was most hilarious, however, was that when we went outside in the alley adjacent to the venue, we found the limbless husk of the plastic child lit of fire, with its satanic eyes peering at us from behind the flames. The miniature fire died down and we retrieved the head. It's charred remains are still in our jam space today.
Dissension's new album "Of Time And Chronic Disease" is due out September 10th, and we'll be releasing a song from the album later this week, so keep your eyes peeled! You can also read our recent interview with the band right here, or follow the band's activity at Facebook.
For today's Pit Story, Boston hardcore punk outfit Gang Green goes way back in time to the mid-80s to tell the following tale of the band's vocalist passing out drunk half an hour before a show:
In Long Beach, California in 1985, the teenagers of Gang Green were on their first national tour. With a just a couple 7” singles released, each show was generally unpredictable for this new up and coming band outside major cities. After the van breaking down 1 hour out of Los Angeles, the band was slightly on edge and out of money when we finally arrived into California, though happy that we had finally made it to our main destination.
We were all pleasantly surprised to see some of our punk rock idols from The Circle Jerks attending the show. I guess Chris, our singer, decided he was going to impress some these guys with some good old excessive drinking! Something he was getting very good at after 20 days on the road with 5 or 6 smelly guys in a van. Actually, he drank so much that night he was vomiting outside the venue and eventually passed out in a grassy area. Holy shit! Here we are in California ready to play in front of kids who are actually looking forward to seeing us play and Chris is passed out with 30 minutes left until set time.
After forcing him to wake up, we were all relieved when he made it to the stage and made it through most of set without falling on his face. This show is documented in the live photograph of Gang Green displayed on the inside panel of the CD, Drop The Needle: Boston Punk Anthology.
The new compilation "Drop the Needle: Boston Punk Anthology" is due out October 1st, 2013 and features tracks by Gang Green, Smegma and the Nunz, Celebrity Death Certificate, Scratch, and Mallet Head. Full details are available at this location. More...
Each week we check in with fans and bands from around the world to get their mosh pit stories from live shows. This week our Pit Story comes courtesy of Metalunderground.com reader Gorecunt about experiencing a hipster mosh:
The show I went to was primarily for fans of post-metal, which is the first scene where hipsters and metalheads have a common interest. Both subcultures go together like water and oil (sometimes a match - Cynic said this in his article "Black Metal: The Shoegaze Wave"). And so me and a small handful of metalheads were in a crowd of hipsters. Deafheaven was playing and they were the only ones with music heavy enough to mosh to. Not expecting hipsters to *try* starting a pit, we remained reserved. Then the pit started. Me and the guys initially laughed at them as they were slamming about awkwardly in their skinny jeans outside their natural habitat and trying to hold on to their thick-rimmed glasses.
Then one of Deafheaven's heavier songs came on ("Unrequited"). Three of us took places where the pit would be as we waited for the soft intro to give way to the heavy riff. I took center position, two metalheads were at my left and right. The heavy tremolo chords blasted and I pushed the two off, starting the pit. We showed the hipsters how its done. Some got hurt but they brushed it off and resumed moshing. They learned well. The next decent song played and they got the hang of it. It was a proud moment, kind of like old school teaching the new school. It was a surprisingly awesome bonding moment.
Now here's what makes hipster pits fun for me: They're so small and frail by comparison so starting a pit is so easy. I easily pushed 3-5 of them at once and next thing you know half the room is a pit. Its so lulzy.
Now that Tuesday has rolled around again its time for another Pit Story shared by metal bands from all genres and locations.
The pit can be the center of the live show experience, where metal heads can get their aggression out, but injuries are an unfortunate byproduct - and a badge of honor for many show veterans. This week Wyoming metal/hardcore outfit Righteous Vendetta shares the following story of a fan getting trampled in the chaotic sea of the mosh pit:
Being a smaller band at this point we have seen a good amount of mosh pits but nothing as massive as say an As I Lay Dying pit. That said, we have seen some pretty crazy injuries in the pits. As a kid I always went to As I Lay Dying shows and got in the pits which consistently would extend 50 feet in diameter around the sound board. I remember running, breathing in all the dirt as I struggled to keep up with the people in front.
Something similar to this scenario happened at one of our shows in Wyoming. A circle pit broke out in the middle of this venue/skate park. I would say it was about 20-30 feet in diameter. There were huge kids, tiny kids, old kids, and youngsters alike. About fifteen seconds into the pit I saw a kid trip and fall and get trampled, I lost sight of him as the pit continued and forgot about what happened shortly after the incident.
We finish our set and someone comes up to us asking about the kid. Well apparently when he tripped he broke his ankle, not only that, when he was basically run over, his right arm was completely broken in half by someone who stepped on it. Both bones were protruding from his arm. In our compassionate hearts we went to visit him at the hospital where we just missed him as he went into surgery. I believe we drew him a nice picture!
Righteous Vendetta recently completed recording a new album at JTW Recording Studios with producer Joel Wanasek. The album is due out later this year, with more details to follow. Stay up to date with the band's latest activity over at Facebook. You can also start your own pit at a Righteous Vendetta show on these dates:
7/26 - Sheridan, WY @ Sheridan Fairgrounds
8/02 - Kassel, GERMANY @ Freakstock Festival
8/10 - Rybnik, POLAND @ Sonar Days Festival
8/16 - Grossandelfingen, SWITZERLAND @ Heavenstage Festival
Check back in next week as we share more Pit Stories, and let us know about your craziest metal show experience, and whether you've got any pit-induced injuries, in the comments section below.
Each week we check in with metal musicians to get their best stories from live shows.
While these tales usually center on the mayhem of the mosh pit, today guitarist Christian Larson from Venomous Maximus shares a story that takes place backstage during a Q&A with the infamous Glenn Danzig.
Christian had this story to share about an ill-advised question to Danzig regarding the Samhain box set that took years to finally see release:
In the late 90's in San Antonio at a metal fest, SOD headlined and saw some of my 1st Swedish metal bands. I sold my Peavy amp to get a ticket to the show. As we rolled up into the parking lot, a local Houston band asked us if we wanted to buy backstage passes for the whole fest. So we got to roll around back stage and further enticed me to get into playing music more.
We were allowed to sit in on a press conference with an interview with the singer of Morbid Angel and Glenn Danzig. Some magazine was asking Danzig when the Samhain box set was coming out. He was very annoyed by the questions and gave very smart ass answers back, obviously not wanting to talk about it.
So I guess my buddy Willow wasn't paying attention as he was gazing into Danzig's eyes (keep in mind this room is packed wall to wall with press and fans). So my buddy gets the last question and he asked the same question about the box set and all the press and attention is on him. No one could believe he asked it and Glenn didn't respond and just walked out the conference.
The Venomous Maximus album "Beg Upon The Light" is due out in North America on July 2nd via Napalm Records. For more info on the band and upcoming tour dates, head over to the Venomous Maximus Facebook profile here, and be sure to check back in next week for more heavy metal Pit Stories. More...
The pit is the heart of the metal scene, and just about every metal head has a favorite pit story, which is why each week we check in with musicians from around the globe to get their best tale of moshing mayhem.
Today Detroit act Wilson shares this story of a stage dive gone wrong while the band was supporting Newsted at Highline Ballroom on May 21st, 2013:
Recently Wilson was honored with the privilege of being Jason Newsted’s direct support for his new endeavor aptly called Newsted. We went out on a string of dates from May 15th – 23rd together. Each night venues packed in tons of middle aged veterans of metal who had most likely just dropped off their suits to the dry cleaners on 5th Ave right before they traded their Hush Puppies for a pair of Converse to "kick out the jams" for their well-deserved evening of debauchery. I mean no disrespect here, the folks that were in attendance at these shows were ready to let the juices of the metal parking lot coarse through their veins once again, however, these folks were not there to “mosh it up” like they had in their teens, they wanted to bang their heads, crush some brews and party hard, (as hard as a 40 year old pissed off teen turned carpenter could) but not to harm each other. You could literally see the aggression build in each one of them as Newsted ripped through bangers every night, but never crossing that line…except in NYC.
The gods of metal were toiling with the crowd at the Highline Ballroom and as Newsted starting ripping the opening riffs to Whiplash (the only Metallica cover he played) the crowd went ape shit. Let me precursor this by adding this was the only show on the tour that did not have a barricade of sorts… and after that night it would be the last. About half way through the song (you know the part where “its fucking WHIPLASH”) a rapid fan had let his blood boil enough and just HAD to get on that stage with the legend for some honest to goodness stage divin’. And just as he thought his coast was clear and he spotted an open area to let the hands of the crowd carry him into sweet, sweet drunken revelry …BAM!! His body met the body of a Mr. Jason Newsted. In fact the collision between him and Newsted was so fast and jarring it sent Jason flying off the stage face first into the crowd. Well, the crowd and some floor.More...
Every Tuesday we check in with metal musicians to get their favorite mosh pit stories from live shows. Today drummer Stephen Carr from Exotic Animal Petting Zoo shares the following story of a masked midget commanding the pit:
This pit story takes place in El Centro, CA and I think the venue was called the Print Shop. A little person at about 4' 3" was the king of the pit ordering every single person at the show to to circle pits and wall of deaths. Kids obeyed him firmly and he never revealed his face or identity the entire show. It was pretty freakish and awesome at the same time. Proof of his existence can be seen in our video below at 0:20 - 0:25.
Exotic Animal Petting Zoo will be hitting the road with Polkadot Cadaver in June, with dates for the North American trek available right here.
Let us know about your favorite mosh pit in the comments below, and check back in again next week for more Pit Stories.
Every week we check in with fans and musicians to get their favorite Pit Stories. Today guitarist Ed Hartwell from Heart In Hand tells the following story about courteous moshers lending a helping hand...and wishing they hadn't:
This was not at a metal or hardcore show, but I think that makes it even funnier. A couple of years ago I went to see The Foo Fighters at the Milton Keynes Bowl and during one of their "mosh pits" (I use the term as loosely as possible) it became apparent that a pretty fat guy had fallen and was in a lot of pain. I think he had broken or sprained his foot from teeny bopping or something.
The crowd around him adopted the 'all for one and one for all' safety mentality which is usually the case at shows and helped lift him up to the barrier. It took a lot of force cos of his size. At this point a few people had noticed that he'd shit himself and it was coming out his shorts.
Of course they immediately tried to get away, but of course couldn't due to the sheer density of the crowd. It was too late and their heroic good samaritan deeds were rewarded by being horribly traumatized, as a big shitty guy tumbled over their heads. I was about 3 metres from the incident so luckily had a good enough view without getting any fecal matter on me whilst I enjoyed "Monkey Wrench."
Heart in Hand's second album "Almost There" is due out May 13th via Siege Of Amida Records. The band will be touring the U.K. and Europe over the summer and making various festival appearances. For more info on the band, head over to the Heart In Hand Facebook profile. More...
The pit: a convergence of metal heads and outlet for built-up aggression. Everybody’s got a pit story, and each week we share the favorites from metal musicians covering the entire spectrum of the underground and the mainstream.
A few weeks back vocalist Eric Dow of Helsott shared a story about Pantera stopping a show due to a lack of pit mayhem, and today Eric again gives a tale of pit shenanigans, but this time of a very different variety.
The following story comes from an interview at the 70,000 Tons of Metal Cruise with our own writer CROMCarl, in which Eric discusses love birds getting swept away by the sexy tunes of Helloween.
Eric: I was in the pit and they weren’t doing very much moshing or anything, but they were dancing around, having a good time. It was a pretty good crowd. All the sudden, I hear ‘Uh [in a female voice], Uh [in a male voice]’ and I turn around and some dude is fucking this chick right behind me….in the pit! I’m like what the fuck!
CROMCarl: Who was on stage at the time?
Eric: Uh, Helloween.
CROMCarl: Remember what they were playing?
Eric: Uhhhhhh… No [laughs all around]. Ugh…if I can try to remem…no. The fucking thing really fucking threw me off. No, no, no….I remember! “If I Could Fly!” Andy Deris fucked it up, I remember that. He fucked it up…I got these guys fucking behind me…Andy Deris fucked it up and he just rolled his eyes on stage like “I can’t believe I fucked up our most simple song.” That was great.
They were in the back of the pit. It’s a smaller venue and I know there was probably at least five or six people having the same “what the fuck” reaction. I’ve never seen that before…I’ve seen sex at concerts in plenty of places, but right there in a small venue in the mosh pit. You know…the lights all hitting them and shit..and nobody…the security guards were maybe twenty feet from them…didn’t do anything. I was like “alright, this is fucking Santa Ana, California.”
Every week Metalunderground.com checks in with musicians and fans to get their most memorable Pit Stories. Today, drummer Will Green from Ohio act Set to Reflect shares the following story about an unfortunate fan failing to pull of a back flip during a Burden of a Day set at the Cornerstone festival:
July 2nd, 2009. It was the most humid 105 degree Illinois day I'd ever lived through, and being smashed together between the 20,000 people at Cornerstone festival was not helping the already over-heated situation. I noticed one extremely lanky, yet absurd kid as I stood on the edge of the pit and watched everyone throw down to Burden of a Day. He was pulling out all the moves. Picking up the change, Windmills, spin kicks... you name it, he was performing it. The band's fantastic live presence only escalated the energy in the pit, and by midway through the show, he was acting more insane than anyone I've seen to this day. That was when it happened...
The next thing I know, the kid is jumping near the edge of the stage and doing a back-flip off... at least, half of a back-flip. As he landed awkwardly, you could see the bone pop out of his leg. His shin acted as if it were a third knee, and the look of shock on his face said it all. It was apparent that no one there had ever seen anything so gruesome in real life, as it took a full minute for anyone to come to his aid due to the immediate surprise of what had just occurred.
Once we were done lifting him and helping him to the outskirts of the tent, the paramedics arrived and carted him off. The image, however, is forever burned into my memory.
Set to Reflect's latest EP "A New Path To Walk On" is out now through Standby Records. For more info on the band, head over to the Set to Reflect Facebook profile here.
Check back in next Tuesday for more mosh pit stories, and let us know your favorite story from a live show in the comments below.
Each week we check in with metal musicians to get their favorite mosh pit stories. Today Eric Dow, vocalist of Helsott, shares the following story of a Pantera pit from a Long Beach show:
The Pantera pit in 2000. It was just flat out the biggest, craziest fucking most single fucking chaos even I’ve ever been involved in. I think the Long Beach Sports Arena, makes the whole floor a pit…and they stopped the song, if you didn’t pit. They would stop the song, it didn’t matter if they were three minutes into it…or two minutes, or whatever. Pantera would stop the fucking song if they weren’t happy. So the pit grew about half way…I mean, it was still the biggest pit I’d ever been in…The whole fucking floor. They took the chairs out, it was just concrete. They stopped the song…I thought that was pretty funny. Phil Anselmo was like ‘you didn’t believe me, did you? If you guys are not moving around, we will fucking stop the song again.’
I think the only people that didn’t move were the guys who had their spot on the rail and I wouldn’t have moved either. But yeah, that whole fucking bottom floor…was probably easily 8,000 people. People going this way, people going that way….and then the whole song – the song was ‘Becoming’ – and the whole song, I think I got around the pit twice. It was that big….and I got hit by so many different people. Fuck what was I… I think I was 18... no, no I was 17…that’s right, I was 17 years old at the time. Shit just isn’t like that anymore, man. Concerts are nowhere near like they used to be.More...
Every Tuesday, Metalunderground.com checks in with bands from around the world to hear their most memorable Pit Stories from live shows. Today we have a story from Vancouver's Fen (not to be confused with the U.K. act) about a band prank backfiring:
Last fall, on a day off from our BC/Alberta tour we climbed a small mountain in Fruitvale. We reached a lookout and Jeff and Taty sat down to enjoy the view of the valley while the rest of us kept bushwhacking to see if there was a higher peak. Along the way Nando scratched his forehead on a branch so we hatched a plan to freak out the others. We came back down to the viewpoint with Sam and I propping Nando up on either side, and there was blood smeared on his forehead. We said he'd fallen and hit his head and he pretended to be dazed. Jeff jumped up and doted over Nando with a terrible look of concern, helping us as we laid him down on the moss. Then we started laughing. Jeff was pissed. Taty said we were shitty actors. It was the classic horror movie intro.
The next day we were in Calgary at Vern's Bar. It was a Tuesday night and we were stoked there was anyone there at all. After we played, it was The Reckless Heroes, a hilariously energetic punk metal band. They flew all around the stage while people just sat and watched. Still pumped from our set, Sam and I started a pit. It maxed out at 5-6 people so there was a ton of room and we were getting some pretty good runs at each other. The bassist kept jumping off the stage and bashing around with us. At the end of the night, loading up gear I noticed Sam was missing. Jeff said, "Didn't you hear, he messed up his foot while moshing."
Right away I was suspicious, thinking Jeff was setting me up as revenge for the shit we'd pulled on the mountain, but I went along with it, helping carry Sam's gear while he sat in the bar with his foot up on a chair and sipping beer. When it was time to leave he walked only on the heel of that foot. It looked pretty painful, but I was paranoid that the second I showed any sympathy, he would start walking normally and Jeff would jump out of the woodwork and call me a sucker for carrying the extra gear. Two days later the foot was turning black and after an x-ray it was officially declared broken. I felt like a jerk for being so suspicious. Sam played the rest of the gigs in a chair in front of his 4x12.
Fen is out with latest album "Of Losing Interest," and you can also check out the music video for "A Long Line" below. For more info on the band, head over to the Fen Facebook profile here, and be sure to check back next week for more Pit Stories. More...
It's Tuesday again, which means it's time for members of the metalverse to share their favorite most pit stories.
While many of our Pit Stories center around violence and insanity as fans throw down in front of the stage, today Dark Century guitarist Martin Gendreau instead shares a story of an epic outdoor show. Martin comments:
October 6th, 2012 Beauharnois - Dark Century’s outdoor concert on a stage mounted on a flatbed trailer. Next to the stage, motocross jumping on a big air ramp. Behind the crowd, some car smoke show with artisanal bombs and fireworks. A Bar-b-cue was on the site for an all you can eat meat buffet.
Because of the temperature being near 10 degrees, some woods were burning into a old metal trash screwed to a frame of a mower. It was incredible the see that in a mosh pit! Also mechanical shovel on the site had fire inside to heat the crowd. A stage filled with beer donations… That was one epic heavy metal show.
Every week Metalunderground.com checks in with rock and metal acts from across the world to find their best mosh pit stories.
Vocalist Bryce Lucien of Texas act Seeker today shares a story of an out-of-control Daughters show (Daughters being no stranger to live antics). Bryce tells the following tale:
There are very few pits that have stuck with me. Years on the road have left me desensitized to most of the ridiculous happenings at shows, but there is one experience that was so extreme in its GG Allen-esque awesomeness and so relentless in its lack of fucks given that it will forever be seared into my memory...
This was 8 or 9 years ago now... Daughters and An Albatross were in town and me, being the total grind fanatic that I am, was obviously beside myself with excitement. I got to the show early, made sure I was front and center, and prepared myself for what I was sure would be the most wonderfully abrasive and debauched show that I had ever attended. After suffering through two despicably awful locals, Daughters finally took the stage and began sound checking. Their singer was nowhere to be seen. The band yelled for him over the PA and minutes later he finally walks onstage, scowling, glossy eyed, beer in hand... he was so fucking cool. The band launched into their first song and the crowd exploded. I was shoved into the stage, punched, jumped on, and I didn't care. I loved it.
However, through all the mayhem I noticed that their singer wasn't singing any of the words and there was a gagging sound coming through the speakers so I looked over and realize that he is standing on the lip of the stage, deep throating the mic, and flipping off the crowd. He then pulls the mic out of his mouth and projectile vomits all over the stage. As he does this I feel a pair of shoes connect with the back of my head. I turn around and see the crowd surfing girl momentarily get sucked back into the sea of arms before being thrown at me again. I duck and the singer of Daughters grabs her left shoe, rips it off, pours his beer into it, chugs it, throws the shoe back into the crowd, falls off the stage, and finally screams his first line...
This all happened in less than 2 minutes. The rest of their 10 minute set was just as insane. This is probably a really horrible reflection on me, but that night totally solidified my love for this lifestyle and my desire to tour...oh well. Fuck it.
You can check out Seeker's music video for "Serpent Skin" in the player below, along with a list of upcoming tour dates later this month. A teaser for the new single "Alone" is also available at this location.
Every week we chat up bands from around the globe to find their favorite stories from metal shows. This week, bassist Morgan Rider of Canadian act Vesperia had this tale to share about the crowd taking over the stage during a Dimebag tribute:
We were doing a show in Ottawa a couple of years ago and it happened to be a Pantera / Dimebag tribute show. We knew about this show a while in advance, so we came up with a folk metal version of "Fucking Hostile."
During our set, the time came for us to play the song, so we invited some people to come up and sing it with us. Two seconds later, half of the crowd is on the stage, forcing all of us except our drummer at the time off of the stage and onto the floor. We played the song on the floor and the crowd moshed and rocked out on stage. It was really weird.
It's Tuesday again, which means we've got a new metal show story taken from the underground musicians themselves who keep the scene running. This week guitarist/vocalist Spencer Le Von from Canadian thrash act Fatality shares the following tale of the band's first show going horribly wrong:
My pit story was actually from Fatality’s first-ever live show when I was at the supple age of 15. We were performing at a dive called Club Rockit in Downtown Toronto back in 2004. I will never forget this story because it incorporates all of the elements that make up a nightmare gig, and how I handled it as a confused 15-year-old zilch. First of all, it was in the middle of January, and there was a massive storm that hit Toronto and we barely made it to the gig as we slid up and down the highway. Also, right before we hit the stage, I opened my guitar case and to my complete chagrin: my fuckin’ ax was smashed in 2 pieces.
So, up we went. There was me with no guitar and no sense of what to do with my hands as I clumsily sang through our songs like a mush-mouthed buffoon. Boy, we (I) stank up the joint good. As we got closer to the end of the set, I realized I had a decision to make: play out the last of our songs half heartedly, and then pack up and go home for a good cry, or do something so fuckin’ stupid that even though we were playing mediocre at best, the crowd would still go home and remember us. I chose the latter. In one foul swoop, I pulled of my pants and shirt reveling a tainted, ripe, skid-marked pair of tighty-whities and a matching pasty white stomach. I then proceeded to jump into the mosh pit and clobbered the shit out of people as my band riffed on the stage above.
It was this night that I learned a major lesson. There is no such thing as the perfect gig, and each night has a different obstacle to overcome. What makes a good performer is not just in how well he can play; it’s all in his capacity to deal with the bullshit!
Each Tuesday we have metal musicians check in with their most memorable mosh pit stories from live shows.
This week vocalist Tom Emmans of Odium shares the following story of a truly dedicated (or perhaps just overly drunk) fan fighting through the pain to see the end of a show:
One time at a show in our home town a fan broke a beer bottle in the pit and it sliced his whole arm down to the bone. Everyone was freaking out cause they thought someone had knifed him. Turns out he was just partying and having a good time, not even realizing he was bleeding all over the place. When the ambulance arrived he was trying to convince them to let him stay until we were done. They were like "Uh no. You could bleed out. Your entire arm is cut to the bone." So they raced him to the hospital and stitched him up. He showed up for our last song drunk as fuck, smiling from ear to ear. See you at the next one brother!
You can check out Odium's music by downloading the track "No Way Out" on the free "Happy Metal Annihilation Volume 2" compilation over here, or watch a music video for the track below.