Hi, everyone. I got busy and ran out of time to post a review last weekend... whoops. I'll make it up to you, I promise. Big things coming (freaky emoji). Anyway, send all of your music shits and things to my email [ fosterhildingmusic@gmail.com ] or DM me on Instagram.
I think I sweated out every memory of this show, the only morsels of it captured on my shitty little camera. The Nile Underground is a dark place... no vape, sweat beads ripping down my face, bodies, and kids kicked out for crowdkilling. I also didn't get anyone's names while I was there... this may be a shitty blog. Sorry. I only have pictures for the last three acts, as well.
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| photos courtesy of Lance Webber. |
Muttonchops and hats donned, Knife's Edge opened the night for their first show. Fueled with unadulterated, pure punk, Brandon and Ryan's riffs were drenched in simple power chords and Brian's low yells. Dane and Kyle were in-sync as their rhythmic anchor--simply, "Oi!" Stream Rats In Power.
Down a bassist and vocalist, Heresy were no less crushing in their hardcore onslaught. Between swatches of sporadic guitar noise and chugging breakdowns, each machine gun kick attack was precise and unforgiving against a snapping snare and taunting vocals. Every thrashing passage was outlined by mastery of their instruments--pinch harmonics and palm mutes like an homage to headbangers past. Stream Bothered by Presence.
I don't know how this was my first time seeing Garnak, but I was not disappointed. Lead by zac's meat-cleaver bass as thick as the sweat in the room itself, they are dirty, heavy, and doused in a black sludge that is forever their own. Fast-paced between each doom-y breakdown, they are tied tightly by their own agonizing feedback and pure, unfiltered screams. The mic stand was eternally falling away, and their songs eternally shrinking to a measure of seconds rather than minutes. I felt every string and cymbal through Big Goopy's smashing and Eddie Dingle's horror movie screams. Stream We're Serious This Time.
My camera arm hurt by this point, and the rest of my body was wet with Phoenix sweat. Other than that, nothing to report except exhaustion and tired ears. I did realize this was the first bill in a long while in which I hadn't seen a single band before.
Violencia was an unexpected gem. From Tijuana, they stood out in their button-ups and blouses, no one expecting the ruin they'd bring to the stage. Lodged between David's bombastic, sizzling drums that beat every stringed riff into oblivion, Anibal's bass is a fuzzy, anchoring monster built only for destruction. Lead by Gobi's uncompromising ranting and constant folding motion, the opposite end of the mic burned a hole in the ceiling. Marco's guitar is never just the standard hardcore chugging, but always fitted with screaming melodies and high, piercing noise. Energetic, unsuspecting, and serious, Violencia begs to be heard. Stream Viviendo Tiemps Aún Mas Oscuros.
Powering through a slew of different technical issues, Pig City closed the night in heavy and ambivalent fashion. Delivan's calls into a packed room for action and climbs onto the rafters and equipment were reenforced by Dylan's massive guitar, each powerchord ringing slow and metallic in every reverberating rib cage--Roger's hi-hat-splatters acting as the band's own ribcage, structured and animalistic in the same fashion as Jirix-Mie's crushed, twisted, and knotted bass. Quick like a bullet passing through unseen, and with the same morbid intensity, Pig City destroys. Stream Pig City.
Such an excellent night of hardcore. Watch for videos from Dead Mothers Collective. More things soon, of course. Thank you for reading.
-Foster
Continuing Callused Magazines' interview series on YouTube, check out their interview with Rocky Mountain Oysters.
Also see them and Pig City with Yellowcake and Memory Ward on September 19th at The Nile Underground.
See Heresy on tour with Murderate until July 28th.
See Violencia on tour with Failure September 26th-October 13th.
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