Photos Sally Townsend Photography.
Words El Jefe.
Being fashionably late, I had well and truly missed the first couple of bands, and arrived for the last 3 songs by Dawn, with their tripped out doom. I always enjoy this band, and the self-indulgent theatrics (playing a mortar and pestle, as a mate described some of the percussion) add to the show. Heavy, sludgy and totally dedicated to the song, Dawn are really worth a look.
I stepped out briefly to grab a kebab (a necessary counterpoint to the beer that was going down so well), and missed the first couple of tunes by Sumeru. I wasn’t familiar with these dudes at all, but the tight, ripping stoner-metal was first-rate, powerful vocals, twin screaming guitars which were often syncing with each other flawlessly, and other times opposing each other with a fierce aggression. I’ll definitely check ‘em out again! Continue reading
Words Dan McDougall.
Photos Sally Townsend.
I like the doom scene. For a guy who has spent most of his musical career surrounded by intense thrash and death metal bands going to a doom show is such a relief. What I find to be the biggest point of difference is that thrash bands spend all their time crafting intricate and incredibly fast riffage, while doom bands spend all their time trying to get the most devastating guitar tone imaginable. And boy was that on display on this fine Sunday afternoon. I got there a little late so I missed the first band (Sumeru) unfortunately, but many good things were muttered about them in the front bar, the most notable being that the front man was doing his best Phil Anselmo impression and doing quite a good job of it. That gets two thumbs up from me straight away. Continue reading