This week we have instrumental opuses, powerviolence pits, black metal bands playing death metal, and some geographic drama all writhing, copulating, and cross breeding in this gaping, colorless void we call a column. It’s the end of days, as it is every Tuesday, and we wouldn’t have it any other way.
I’ll be taking over this column from Coleman, who has admirably been handing you better plans than you had for the weekend for quite some time now. Your ears might get a bit more of a break from time to time (please, always bring earplugs), but as someone who goes to 150-odd shows a year, I’m hoping you will find the quality of recommendations remain high.
5) Dave Gorman at Subculture
I’m throwing a bit of a curveball to start things off, with a comedy show at Subculture. Dave Gorman is a British comic, and I’m always a bit wary of our humour getting lost in translation (as the saying goes, “a common language separated by two countries”), but Gorman is nerdy and niche enough to hopefully pull in more than just an expat crowd. I went last night and thought he was hilarious. There will be a powerpoint presentation…
Friday and Saturday, 7pm and 9pm both nights (and another 6 performances at the same venue next week).
Welcome heshers, hellions, hessians, and hellraisers to the biggest metal week of the year. Stuffed with 2014’s most anticipated releases from bands both old and new—as well as a line-up of wild Halloween-themed bashes—today is one for the elder scrolls. So strap on the combat boots and smear on the corpse paint, we are going to war.
Coming off last week’s release slate, we were bound for a correction toward the mean, and that’s exactly what we’ve got. While the shows go on (this is NYC, after all), things on the new music side of the metal spectrum are running a little lean, so take this as an opportunity to get caught up on some things you missed and get rested for next Tuesday’s resumption of insanity. For those of you who are currently experiencing symptoms including but not limited to excessive itching, eyelid spasms, cold sweats, and nausea, however, please follow me. For the right price, I may have just what you’re looking for.
There are few things on earth more metal than surgery. Take it from a guy who was too busy blowing black goo out of his sinus cavities last week to write this little column. With ten days of recovery time and the muse of recent trauma now in the ol’ psycho-emotional pocket, however, I’m glad to say we are now, thanks to one of the craziest, ballsiest, and baddest (in a good way) release slates of the year, back with a vengeance. So strap in and buckle up, because like a Phoenix from the–wait, hang on, come back! We were just getting to the good part!
While the rest of the world slogs through post-holiday depression and mourns beside the final embers of summer, metal nerds the universe over have joined in celebration of one of the biggest release days of the year, knowing damn well that as long we can still wear black after Labor Day, everything will be just fine.
Ever wonder what would happen if Dillinger Escape Plan played a five-dollar show at Saint Vitus? Well the answer, as it turns out, is the sociological equivalent of a liter of Coke and a tab of baking soda: A full-room pit, walking on heads, beer, sweat, more beer, and, of course, other generalized mayhem courtesy of NYC’s metal set who turned out in force for last night’s impromptu throwdown at the house that Satan built. If you missed out on tickets or were otherwise engaged (probably with your couch, which can be an admittedly alluring siren), dry your eyes before the corpse paint starts running and check out video of the Jersey mathcore HoFers’ set from last night below. If you’re looking for the full effect, however, you’ll first need to dim the lights, crack a cold one, and start slamming yourself off the living room walls.
The show was co-hosted by Party Masher Inc., one of latest projects from the DEP dudes and featured support from Mothership, Meek is Murder, and Torrential Downpour, whose set you can also watch below.