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We've been catching up with bands and fans all over the world to get their best mosh pit stories. This week Dark Empire lead guitarist Matt Moliti shares a pit story of dueling guitarists:
We were playing the Knitting Factory in NYC in 2008. Our former 2nd guitarist, Andrew Atwood, had a reputation for being incredibly animated on stage, and it got to the point where the two of us would try to one up each other, in a friendly competition kind of way. During our song “Eyes of Defiance” there is a lead break featuring some tricky right hand tapping that I thought would look cool if our singer Brian put his hands over my eyes while I did it. I figured that should be a good enough stage move to “beat” whatever Andrew had planned for the evening.
Little did I know what he was about to do though, because next thing I saw, he had jumped INTO the mosh pit while playing his guitar and started rocking out right there with the fans! Well, I wasn’t about to let him upstage me, so I followed suit, jumping into the pit with him, guitar and all, and proceeded to play the rest of the song right there in the pit with the fans thrashing all around us. Maybe that isn’t as uncommon as I think it is, but it was definitely a first for me.
Dark Empire is set to release their new album, "From Refuge to Ruin," on March 27th via Nightmare Records. You can hear a new song from the album on the band's Facebook page.
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We've been catching up with metal bands and fans all over to get their best mosh pit stories. This week Rob Barrett of death metal legends Cannibal Corpse recalls an X-rated encounter that occurred nearly twenty years ago, during the Chris Barnes days. Apparently, the idea of bloody ejaculate is a potent aphrodisiac. More...
We've been catching up with metal bands and fans all over to get their best mosh pit stories. This week Prong's Tommy Victor shares the following tale of full frontal male nudity and on-stage theft:
Even though Prong was originally based out of the Lower East Side of Manhattan New York City, we've has some crazy shows out in L.A. Mainly in Hollywood at the Whiskey. For those who are unfamiliar, the lower level is all pit area, with the exception of a few booths by the lower bar. The sound there is always good. Lots of low end and high volume throughout the club, especially downstairs. There isn't a barricade, So if you are onstage you are very connected to the pit audience, literally on top of the crowd.
We did a show years back that was way sold out, that had a few memorable episodes. We were touting like crazy, partying like crazy, pretty much sleeping in our gig clothes, not washing much nor changing much. Our late great bass player Paul Raven had this weird leisure suit that he pretty much lived in. Somewhere down the line the crotch ripped out of the trousers. Raven could care less. With the lack of laundry access and hygiene in general we all pretty much bypassed underwear. So we start our set and I notice a few girls situated directly under Raven pointing upwards and giggling. I'm trying to sing and play and I'm watching these girls laughing at Raven's cock and balls hanging over their heads. We had to stop the show because I couldn't concentrate. I told Raven to move back a bit. He got mad at me.
The show continued and people were going crazy. It was a great crowd. I was leaning over the crowd, singing playing, interacting with the crowd. Suddenly I was interrupted again by a chain smacking into my guitar. I was wearing a chain wallet, I knew that, but this was all chain. I reached back into my rear pocket: no wallet! I was pick pocketed right on stage. I stopped the show and yelled "Somebody stole my wallet!!" I was freaking out, but the show had to go on. I did notice some scuffle by the door, but I continued the set rather upset. There was money, ID, credit cards, etc. in the wallet. Lost now at the Whiskey.
We were loading out and two dudes sweating, panting, approached me declaring they got my wallet while handing it over! They were upstairs, saw the dude who nabbed it. They ran out of the club and chased him down all the way to La Cienega where they jumped him and got it back. They missed the rest of the set but said it was worth it being loyal fans. Every once in awhile I run in to one of the dudes on the Strip and buy him a drink, telling everyone "This is guy who retrieved my wallet ..stolen on stage!!"
Years later Prong is still doing it. We just finished recording and mixing our new LP entitled "Carved Into Stone" on SPV Longbranch records out April 24. Maybe not the Whiskey but see you live soon!
You can get your own taste of Prong insanity live, as the band has already confirmed upcoming 2012 tour dates for February and March. Find a list of the currently announced shows here, and be sure to check back next Tuesday for more Pit Stories.
Every week we track down musicians and metalheads from all over the world to get their favorite mosh pit stories and crazy tales from live shows. This week comes a story of Viking mayhem at Sweden Rock 2010 courtesy of Metalunderground.com reader Cbella:
At Sweden Rock 2010, I wanted to see Danzig but none of my group wanted to so I made my way alone over to the stage. On my way, I encountered a group of the biggest Vikings I ever saw! They charged at me and one of them threw me into a fireman’s lift. Anyway, he was trashed and it had been pissing with rain so the ground was really wet.
So this fucking Viking slipped, dropped me on my face, knocked me out and knocked my front tooth out! If that wasn’t bad enough, when I came round, this vomit-smelling, Sloth-from-the-Goonies-looking fucker, was trying to give me the kiss-of-life while I was bleeding from the mouth! Nice!
Many thanks to Cbella, and we hope your next festival is experienced fully conscious and with significantly less Viking face-destruction action. Check back in again next Tuesday as we share more Pit Stories from readers and metal bands.
We've been tracking down metal fans and bands everywhere to get their best stories from the pit. This week, German prog rock/metal band Beyond the Bridges shares the following story of a bassist embarking on a glorious crowd surfing trip, and a vocalist who wasn't quite as lucky:
Actually we're not a hardcore extreme death metal band, which kicks ass with hard riffs and death-bringing blastbeats. In fact the music of Beyond the Bridge is meant to a polyrhythmic head-nodding audience. But even “BtB” has a dark past as a school-band with alternative-indie-progressive-rock songs, only known in and around Frankfurt, Germany.
A single legendary gig we had one night in one of the most famous clubs in Frankfurt, a newcomer band contest. Hundreds of fans were traveling with us and celebrated until the last encore. We saw nothing but raised hands, time for stage diving. Bass man “Dömsen,” our featherweight, jumped down the stage and was carried all the way to the FOH, yeah!
Our singer at that time, was jumping down, too, but he wasn´t that kind of airy as Dömsen was. And the crowd felt that their own security is more important than taking the once in a lifetime opportunity of touching the singer of a rock band. But it was indeed a once in a lifetime experience for the singer.
Beyond the Bridges recently signed with Frontiers Records and "The Old Man And The Spirit" album is scheduled for release on January 20th, 2012 (EU) and January 24th, 2011 (North America). For more details on Beyond the Bridges, head over to the band's Facebook profile.
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As we continue our constant quest to get the craziest mosh pit stories in all of metaldom, vocalist Patrick Hemer of German/French act Horizon got in touch with us to share a story of a headbanger who went just a bit too far. Check out Patrick's tale of a blood soaked pit below.
This took place when playing a festival in the south of France with the very first line-up of Horizon. As soon as we took to the stage, we noticed this guy in the audience, in the first row in front of our bass player, who was headbanging in the wildest, craziest and most violent way I’ve ever seen in my life. It looked unreal, almost supernatural. He seemed to move like a possessed dude in some horror movie. From the second song on, his face was covered with blood but he kept headbanging with the same superhuman energy until the end of the show, so I thought at this point that he might simply have hit his brow on the wedge just in front of him – there were no barricades between the stage and the crowd - and maybe he didn’t even notice it in the heat of the moment. Moreover, he obviously reached new heights of excitement every time a band member was getting close to him and we – stupid as we were – really did what it takes to give him the time of his life. Our roadies also had a great time and were totally bent over laughing.
Things suddenly got less funny and started getting scary when we saw the stage after the show, in the cold neon light. Instead of a few blood drops they imagined they would find behind the wedge near the place the guy stood, the roadies had found something that actually looked like a crime scene. There was a LOT of blood! This moron had been banging his head and his face on a wedge for 40 minutes in a row and nobody saw he was bleeding that much because of the stage lights and the black shirt he was wearing. Then someone said that a person who had lost that much blood might be unconscious somewhere and should immediately be brought to the hospital. So we asked the security whether there had been any problem with an injured member of the audience and they said no. We then had the promoters search every bathroom and every place of the festival area for a possible unconscious person. Nobody. We even asked the local newspaper the next morning to see if someone had been found during the night but, apparently, the bastard had managed to make his way back home despite his terrible state.
We’ll never know what the guy was on, to be so frenzied and indestructible but we imagine there must be someone somewhere now who’s wearing concert memories in the form of battle scars on his face. Definitely Metal!
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Every week we catch up with metal fans and band members to find their most brutal and memorable pit stories from live shows. This week guitarist Rick Jimenez from This is Hell shares the following recounting of losing half a tongue but still catching the end of the show:
In 2000 I was at an On The Rise (Mike Gallo from Agnostic Front's first band) show. A NJ band called Redline was playing and were covering "Reign in Blood." I was thinking "everyone does the intro and then goes into their own song all the time, whatever," but after the intro they kept going with it and I got extremely psyched. Everyone moshing was about 7 feet and 300 pounds and I was only 19 and about 100 pounds and 4 feet tall so I'm thinking there is no way I'm going to get in on the mosh.
Once the chug breakdown came though I couldn't contain myself anymore so I get out and start doing 2000 NY mosh... about 10 seconds later I'm about 20 feet from where I first started, on the ground, half my tongue on the ground. Mike helped me up and brought me to the bathroom... then someone else came in and handed me the rest of my tongue in a cup of ice. I was driven to the hospital, had my tongue sewed back together and got back to the show in time to see On The Rise. Casualty of the core.
This is Hell released the new album "Black Mass" (reviewed here) earlier this year, and you can check out the band's music by heading over here. Metalunderground.com also spoke with Rick Jimenez last month about the album, with the full interview available at this location.
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Each week we chat up metal fans and band members from every style and sub-genre to find their best tales from the mosh pit. For this week's look into the pit, guitarist Andreas Allenmark of Swedish act Cipher System shares the following story of a circle pit gone out of control:
This "accident" happened when I was on tour with another band. We were playing in Germany and had been drinking quite a few beers the night before and I had been taught a few tricks from another band.
One of those tricks was the sign for a circle pit. After a few songs I started thinking about that sign, what if I should try it...just to see if the audience understood what it meant. So I waited for a break in the song then showed them as distinctively as I could.
After that I continued my headbanging mostly looking down at the guitar and floor. When I looked up again I saw that a circle pit really had started and almost developed to a riot atmosphere, people were really hurting each other. I regretted my foolish naivety, almost stopped playing just to try to calm them down again. My last thought was, what if my brother saw me now? He is a police officer and what I had done would be considered to be a crime in Sweden.
Cipher System released the new album "Communicate the Storms" earlier this year. You can check out track-by-track videos from the band discussing the album here. For more details on Cipher System, navigate over to the band's Facebook profile.
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We've been hitting up metal bands and fans from around the globe to get their most devastating mosh pit stories, and this week drummer Daniel Liljekvist of Swedish act Katatonia shares the following tale of losing an eyebrow piercing and getting an impromptu tattoo:
So back in 1997-1998, me and a girl I used to know traveled all across Sweden photographing bands we liked. Especially the band Refused. This story takes place at a small venue in Stockholm called Kafé 44. I think it takes around 250 people and the place was packed! There were some 200 more kids outside in the street that didn’t get in. So the bands on the bill (Refused and The Hives, who actually opened for Refused back then) decide to play two sets at the same night. So as soon as the venue was empty with people after the first set they start bringing in the kids that waited outside. I had a photo pass so I could stay for both sets however; I had run out of film for the camera so I decided to just watch the second set.
Pretty soon I was in the pit myself. People were stage diving, moshing and when they played the song “Circle Pit” all hell broke loose. I climbed up on top of the PA system and dived straight into the crowd, hitting my forehead in someone’s belt buckle and in the same time ripping out my eyebrow piercing. So I’m bleeding like hell and have a big chunk of eyebrow dangling as I try to stand up when another diver lands on me, ass first on my lap, and it stings. Turns out the guy who landed on me had a ball pointed pen in his back pocket and it had penetrated my right thigh. So now I have a small blue dot that will always remind me of that awesome night in Stockholm. My first tattoo even. Cheers!
In other recent news, the band managed to get an easter egg included in the new video game "Skyrim." Katatonia also just finished a North American tour alongside Opeth in support of the band's most recent album "Night is the New Day" (reviewed here). You can check out an interview with Katatonia from the tour by heading over to this location. The band is also expected to release information in the near future about working on a new full-length album.
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The almighty metal mosh pit: sanctuary to some, place of unfortunate pain for others. Every week we seek out fans and bands to share their most memorable mosh pit stories, and this week guitarist David Davidson of Revocation shares the following tale of a drunken stage dive. A bloody clip of the aftermath is also available below.
My mosh pit story took place during the Darkest Hour Legacy Tour. We were playing in Cleveland at a club called Peabody's and the DH dudes bought a shit ton of booze to get the party started early. I was drinking heavily and was talking with Misha from Periphery about the joys of stage diving. He had mentioned that he had never done it before and in my drunken state I convinced him there was nothing to worry about so I decided to demonstrate for him. I jumped of the stage backwards and at the same time head first. Unfortunately I over shot my jump and landed directly on the back of my head, busting my dome open. After a quick trip to the emergency room I returned to the show with 8 staples in the back of my head. Good times!
In other Revocation news, the band recently shot a new music video for the track "No Funeral."
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Every week Metalunderground.com seeks out fans and bands to share their memorable stories from the mosh pit. This week Jason Mackenroth, formerly of Rollins Band and current Mack member, shares a story of clearing out a Motorhead pit.
It was July 15th, 2000 and we were in the middle of a particularly intense Rollins Band summer tour of Europe. We'd been on a handful of dates with Motorhead on our European travels and this night Rollins Band was going on before Motorhead at the Monster Mastership Festival in Dortmund, Germany.
We'd hung a bit with Mikkey and Phil before the show and Mikkey watched our set and I remember having a pretty great show. So with my work behind me for the evening, I was ready for Motorhead. The Motorhead pit is always in top form it seems. I couldn't help getting involved. So I step in and start doing my thing, and end up running into our road manager, Mike Curtis. Apparently, I'd hit him in the face! He quickly got my attention and I immediately grabbed both his hands in a criss-cross handshake. The two us did the infamous whirly-bird throughout the pit and cleared it completely in seconds, flinging people with the greatest of ease. With the kind of momentum this move generates, it usually knocks people right out of the ring. But it seemed like most folks just got out of the way before they were hit and left pulseless.
Mack — featuring former Rollins Band drummer Jason Mackenroth, bassist Michael “MK” Kelly (Magnified), and guitarist Billy O’Malley (Seka, Stripmind, Jocobono) — just released "Pay To Play," the follow-up to Mack’s self-titled debut album. Blas Elias (Slaughter) is the band’s live drummer, enabling Mackenroth to step out front on lead vocals. A Mack 2012 U.S. tour will also be announced soon.
The Las Vegas Review-Journal called the "Pay To Play" album “a modern-day update of the harder edges of Kiss' '70s catalog: songs of sex, sin and redemption powered by shout-along hooks, octopus-armed drumming and lots of fist-in-the-air guitar soloing. It's a visceral, overheated, organic-sounding recording.” You can check out Mack's music by heading over to the band's Reverbnation page here.
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Each week we chat up bands and fans everywhere to get their favorite pit stories and tales from live shows. This week's story of alcohol induced mayhem comes courtesy of Dead Horse Trauma, which recently released the new album "Tellus Hodiernus Caducus" (reviewed here). Below is vocalist Eric Davidson's retelling of a fan's run in with the police at a show in Fargo.
First thing that comes to mind was a show at The Nestor Tavern in Fargo, ND. We didn't know it at the time, but we were having some really uncomfortable conversations with this shady drunk guy, who had minutes before stabbed his roommate for taking his liquor. I didn't notice the blood on his shirt while he was talking to me, but my band mates saw it. Cops were swarming the house next to the venue, and eventually this guy ended up getting slammed against the back of our RV and arrested. Made for some sweet footage that we used on our video for "No Recollection."
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Every week we check in with fans and bands to get their mosh pit stories from metal shows. This time around bassist Gredin of French experimental act Hypno5e has shared a story of an ill-timed stage dive.
It was in Chandler, in the south of Chicago, 3 years ago, it was our first American tour with Hypno5e, the gig was going so well that I decided to jump into the crowd, brainless. The thing was that the lights were pretty bad so from the stage I couldn't see a thing. I happened to jump on a fat lady in her fifties, she rolled over and crashed under a table of the bar. I was too excited to notice anything, my comrades on stage were laughing while playing but I didn't understand why...
After the show I was told about all that, the lady s ankle was a little hurt and she was saying she was looking for the one in charge to sue him. Fortunately, the woman was the mother of a good friend of the guy who booked the show (a really good fellow by the way) so she stopped complaining at some point. That's the day I learned that going to court was the American way for having the wealth charges payed back since they didn't have any welfare system.
To hear tracks available for streaming online and find out what's going on with the band, head over to the Hypno5e MySpace music profile. Be sure to check back in again next Tuesday as we share more stories from the mosh pit.
The mid-nineties saw Mortician getting heavy airplay for their "House By the Cemetery" EP, so by the time their classic full-length "Hacked Up for Barbecue" was released, there was keen interest in them coming and doing a live gig in Vegas. These Yonkers, NY natives had a reputation as brutal as the Son of Sam infested streets they were from and certainly were about to live up to it with the twisted free for all that was about to follow.
This would be the first ever tour for this two-piece combo of Will Rahmer and Roger Beaujard and whoever would sit in as their session drummer. (They had never bothered recruiting anyone new after their original drummer Matt lost his battle with demonizing luxuries) They figured they could get a gig lined up in our city, but someone had forgotten to tell them that the roof had collapsed on the main concert venue. Most bands would have been deterred, but not Mortician. They had just gotten on the road to tour, hooking up with fans in different cities and improvising where to play. Nothing was stopping them, and they even had t-shirts printed up with all the "tour dates" and cities on them.More...
Each week we talk with bands and fans from across the metal spectrum to get their best most pit stories. New York's Tiger Flowers just released a self-titled EP last week through The Path Less Traveled records, and vocalist Jesse Madre has checked with Metalunderground.com to share a pit story about a drunk bassist wrecking ball saved from certain doom by a fan who doubled as an air bag.
Back home in NYC it was February, but out on the road the air and nights were more fair. We were south bound in more ways than one and we found ourselves in South Carolina's clear, night air. We were a week out with our Norwegian friends, March of Echoes, and were enjoying teaching them about Motley Crue and the right and wrong ways to rock, gluttonous American style. We pull up to the venue in our usual, punctilious manner, barely on time and 1/2 of us naked, to find a decently good looking crowd to see the foreigners and ourselves. Flattered as we were that they wanted to spend a night with us, we unloaded quickly and saddled up to the bar where we were greeted like old friends. Now, Jager isn't our brand of choice, but the barkeep offered free shots of it to us, being as we were "on the road" and all. And when in Rome... We gladly accepted. And accepted. And accepted. We are, if anything, gracious guests. Time goes by a little slower down south... which leads to more time to shout, "One more!"
Next thing we know it's time to rock and, being the consummate professionals we are, we go up and make the drive there worth it for us and everyone. We play hard and fast and fill the night with our electric storm! Dean is ripping the strings from his Gibson, Dan pummels the drums like he just caught them finger-banging his sister. I'm doing my throat thing and screaming down the skies when I look over at the now famous Puerto Rican Cowboy, Will Gomez, and he's swinging his bass like an axe on top of the drum riser. I see it in his eyes, he's feeling loose and thinking about pulling his anti-gravity move. The one were he seems to explode, like 2, maybe 3 inches off the ground and then jerks his feet back and forth like a fish out of water. The look in his eyes is true. He does the jump off the drum riser (which is only risen about 4 inches) and flies more sideways then up. His feet touch the stage and never really settle under him and I watch him kick them cartoon-style, trying to get them back underneath him, but he's running out of real estate. The edge of the stage is approaching his flailing feet too fast and just as he realizes and his eyes meet mine in a last look of horror, a savior swoops in and saves him from his doom.
Will Gomez falls right on top of the drunkest girl in the club while she's in the middle of her own little dance competition, two stepping to her own beat. She doesn't even know what hit her. Will Gomez is a wrecking ball and he never hits the ground. But god damn she does. Hard. Will Gomez hops back on stage just as the song's ending and in between the silence of the instruments and the coming roar of laughter, the airbag that saved Will Gomez shouts out (in the best Southern accent we've heard) "OH NO! MY ANKLE'S BROKE! OH WAIT, IT'S NOT BROKE BUT IT'S DEFINITELY SPUUURRAAAINED!!!" Will, being the gentleman that he is, goes over and asks her what he can do to help. She replies in the same shout-talk as before, "YOU CAN LET ME COME UP THERE AND DANCE WITH YOU!"
Obviously, we finished the set with her on stage go-going all around Will's bass set up, grinding the night away to Will's slick bass lines.
Tiger Flowers was covered earlier this year in the New York edition of the Unearthing the Metal Underground column, provided by none other than Vince Neilstein of Metal Sucks. For more details on Tiger Flowers you can also head over to the band's Facebook profile.
Every week in Pit Stories we travel the world looking for interesting stories from fans and bands from different shows. Today we take you to a Cannibal Corpse show from the early nineties, proving that truth can be stranger than fiction - or at least a song can be a self-fulfilling prophecy.
The Huntridge was a refurbished movie theatre in downtown Las Vegas, Nevada that used to play host to all the hardcore and metal shows coming to town. Back in 1994, our station - KUNV - was promoting the Cannibal Corpse show there, and the turnout was huge for a Monday night. Usually you wouldn't see that many metal fans there, even on the weekend. Cannibal Corpse were touring prior to the release of their album "The Bleeding," which would prove to be a landmark album. This show at the Huntridge was one of the last in which Chris Barnes was at the helm of the band, and you could say he went out in style. MTV Europe was there with a blue-haired woman named Vanessa, filming onstage with her camcorder.
The teeming energy of the pit was intense, but this one idiot kept getting on stage over and over and diving into the crowd. He obviously wanted to appear on the camera footage but was truly pissing off all the metalheads he was landing on each time. The songs that Chris and the band were growling out mostly came off "The Bleeding," and prophetically all the events that would come to pass in the next hour were like the song titles personified. It was unreal. Shortly after "Stripped, Raped and Strangled" played, the whole pit got disgusted with the stagediving kid and tore his clothes off, kicking and shoving him right to the exit door. A burly security guy grabbed him by the throat and bounced him out the door (without his clothes on) right into that cold Vegas February night.
Just when the pit got it's momentum back, the big theatre doors way back by the nosebleed seats thrusted open with activity. Two security guards were kicking the crap out of a guy who broke into the merchandise display booth in an attempt to steal some Cannibal Corpse t-shirts. They had his face on the ground, shards of broken glass from the case all over the floor. This was right about the same time the band played "Force Fed Broken Glass." One thing about Cannibal Corpse that night - they weren't just voyeuristic horror. Everyone "lived" what they were playing. It is good to note that "An Experiment In Homicide" was not on the set list.
Cannibal Corpse have begun work on a new album, set to be released in 2012. Join us every Tuesday when we bring you more Pit Stories from bands and fans from around the globe.
Every week we catch up with bands and fans to hear their favorite mosh pit stories from metal shows. This week Landmine Marathon's Ryan Butler shares a story of how one foot of space can make all the difference in house shows.
We played a house show in Santa Fe, New Mexico at one point and it was all adobe houses in a really nice neighborhood. We pulled up to the house and there are birthday balloons on the sign that said “Show Here.” We get in there, in a decent sized house, and we set up to play and once you put 30 kids in the room it’s cramped with all our gear. We start to play and Dylan ended up on the side of the room that just had the bulk of the kids and I was kind of up against the wall on the other side. He’s trying to play guitar and kids are flipping each other across the tops of their heads and just moshing like crazy. His guitar was cutting out every 30 seconds to 2 minutes because they’d step on his pedal board or fall on top of him literally and knock him to the ground.
About halfway through the set this guy yells out that he’s pretty sure he broke his foot, which is not funny until you see he’s still moshing, and he ends up moshing the entire show and having a great time. He hangs out at the after party, which was right in the same room, and is limping around. We tell him he should probably go the hospital, but he says he doesn’t care, he’s got to work tomorrow and he knows it’s broken, so there’s nothing going to the hospital that night will do. It was just chaos the whole time. We tend to enjoy shows where there’s not a stage sometime because it gets crazier. We just played a show in Reno and usually we tend to end up in basements, which in Reno are actually the size of venues, some of them. The kids go crazy and are right on top of you. We played in a bar in Reno for probably the first time in two or three years and kids were going nuts, but it’s just not quite the same. The energy level changes for some reason when there’s only one foot of separation for some reason. When you’ve got kids falling all over you its just pure adrenaline, so that’s the difference between playing on the floor and playing on the stage. One foot can make all the difference.
Landmine Marathon is set to release the new album "Gallows" on September 27th, 2011. You can check out a track from the album, titled "Three Snake Leaves," by heading over here.
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We've been catching up with fans and band members everywhere to get their mosh pit stories and tales of on-stage mishaps. This week guitarist Kim Olesen of Anubis Gate shares the following story of a technological malfunction.
I'll share a little tale of how tech stuff can let you down. The first concert we did in support of our previous album "The Detached," I had my in-ear monitor system attached to the strap (as I always have). Everything's going fine. We start the track “Dodecahedron.” I'm playing rockstar, standing on the drum podium. So far so good....until I jump down and my in-ear beltpack receiver empties itself of all the batteries. That's critical because that was almost all the sound I had on stage. Luckily this song has some passages that would sound OK if I didn't play so in-between playing without hearing what I play (looking at my fingers and hoping routine will do it). I'm searching the stage floor for the batteries, which must have looked very strange. Four guys playing away and the fifth guy crawling on stage to find his batteries. That day I learned to put gaffa tape around the receiver. Maybe not a big lesson for mankind, but a big lesson for this guitarist.
Anubis Gate is set to release the band's new, self-titled album (reviewed here) this coming September 13th, 2011. To see what bassist Henrik Fevre had to say about the album, head over to this location and check out Metalunderground.com's recent interview with the band.
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We've been checking up with bands and fans everywhere to get their most memorable mosh pit stories from live shows. This week you get two stories for the price of one, courtesy of The World We Knew.
Two specific situations stand out in my mind when I think of "Pit Stories" while on the road; One of them is funny, and the other very violent! Always start with the bad news...
While on the road with our friends in Within the Ruins, our bands had a contest to see who would have the most fights during our sets on tour. We never encouraged the fights, but we tallied each one for the sake of competition. After 3 weeks, we tied 4 to 4, but then decided that TWWK had the most violent fight in Houston, TX.
While playing our last song, a girl decided to punch some guy in the face while moshing. The dude was so heated that he decided it would be a good idea to take a swing right back at the girl. After knocking her straight off her feet, the girls 10 guy friends sitting down decided to beat the offender repeatedly with bar stools. It got so violent that Tim (Guitar) and myself had to get off stage and try to break it up to insure no one was dead!
This other pit story also involves fighting, but ends in a funnier fashion. While in Northern Alabama, we were forced to once again stop our set on a count of fighting, but this time, I decided to brighten the mood a little bit. While talking into the microphone, I decided to walk up to each one of the fighters and asked them kindly to give me a hug. The kids were so flustered and confused with my comment that they forgot they were fighting. The whole crowd laughed loudly at what was going on, and both guys hugged me to end the pit beef. Apparently no one can handle getting hit while dancing these days. Nothing a good hug can't fix though!
The World We Knew released the new album "Death Dealer" today, August 30th via BlkHeart Group, and the album is currently available for streaming in its entirety through Guitarworld.com here.
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We've been seeking bands and fans everywhere to get their memorable mosh pit stories, and this week's story about a sudden invasion of blue spandex superheroes comes courtesy of Florida's Catalepsy.
This “pit story” took place about a year ago when we were in Myrtle Beach, SC. We were playing this tiny dive bar right on the beach in some random basement. We were just finishing up line check and were about to start our set when we we came to the sudden realization that there was literally no one inside the venue.
Bummed out but still needing our pay, we decided to fight the good fight and play anyways. After about 20 seconds into our opening song, a couple of kids started to file in wearing these blue, Spiderman like body suits. By the end of the second song, the venue was completely packed full of matching blue spandex superheroes. What that all was about, well, the world may never know. Quite the experience...
Catalepsy recently release the new album "Bleed" through Eulogy Recordings. You can check out a music video for the album's title track here or listen to the song "Monolith" by heading over to this location. For additional details on Catalepsy, navigate to the band's Facebook profile.
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