It was the best of times…it was the bloodiest of times…it was the slimiest of times…
American Sharks were thrown onto stage first to perform their beautifully stoner-esque groovy rock sounds. The crowd continued to gather, collecting themselves to watch this new discovery of mine from Austin, Texas. Drummer Nick Cornetti has a similar look/style to Dave Grohl, keeping a fast, tight beat while head bobbing the entire time. He got up at the end of every song to walk around a bit, seemingly filled with uber amounts of energy, unable to keep in one place. The trio completely caught my attention with their groovy sounds and warm and welcoming Southern attitude. “I’ve never seen this much snow! Now I love Christmas. Thank you Montreal!” exclaimed vocalist/bassist Mike Hardin.
Much to my excitement, a band I have never had the chance to see came up next on stage – Corrosion of Conformity (COC). They are still without vocalist/guitarist Pepper Keenan, and according to some research, he is still working on other projects such as Down and may not be returning to the band anytime soon. What a shame. I really would love to hear what this man can do live. I was a little disappointed with the overall performance. While they played super tight and technically well, the vocals were dreadful, hard to take for long periods of time. In addition, they played a lot of tunes with which I am not familiar. I’m not the biggest of die hard fan, but I did have Deliverance on repeat for years and years.
The fans continued to accumulate, bringing themselves closer to the stage. It’s a rare occasion to see so much white worn at a metal show, but that’s when you know you’re about to witness Gwar perform. Black Sabbath’s “War Pigs” was our mating call to prepare ourselves for the almighty Gwar to emerge from the shadows of the side stage – our brainwashed souls were ready to be sold while we sang along to this anthem. A “magic mirror” faced us with a message from Sleazy P. Martini, introducing us to his evil pals explaining they were on the search for Oderus Urungus, aka the former member Dave Brockie, who had passed away. Gwar destroyed our ear drums when they opened with “Fly Now”. Slowly walking on stage, they brought their first victim to us, decapitated it’s head, and gushed blood all over the audience. After the first song, we were left with an empty stage, lights on and complete silence. We were wondering what was going on.”That was a timelapse, you won’t remember that,” said Blothar when he returned.
The night continued, and the band played classics like “Black and Huge”, and “The Years Without Light”, along with some more recent songs like “Let us Slay”. Blothar sang his soul out to us during “Hail, Genocide” while he grabbed his cow sack of nipples and squirted the crowd with blood. The new lady of the night, Vulvatron, joined him and put their own twist of vocals onto these tracks. She greeted us with her bloody tits, squirting blood all over the crowd through her nipples. The crowd, hesitant, booed a little when she was introduced, but after that stunt, she was accepted with open arms.
Throughout the entire performance, the crowd was continuously drenched with Gwar’s bodily fluids, loving every minute of it. The stage was covered in bodies, performing quarrels between them, amputated heads, limbs, and guts. The venue was covered in plastic sheets, which in the end, looked like a slaughterhouse in a horror movie. Overall, it was an incredible night of theatrics, and loud thrash music – my two favourite things. All of those white t-shirts were no longer white, and I’m assuming they will never be washed again. This is definitely not a band to be missed when they hit your town.