Yeah....we're opening for 3 inches of blood on july 27th at mark's showplace...tickets are $15, more info TBA, if anybody want to go to this, get in touch with me....if not, well....don't
Hey this is Sam Nevin, my brother Mike knows Pete in your band and I heard you through him. Seed is ill and so is 3 Inches, and if you guys were looking to get any more bands on the bill, my band The Dearborn Project would love to play. I also play in another band, Destination Chaos who could put on an ill show, but Dearborn is definately bigger. Either could bring a good amount of people, but I don't think you guys need to worry about that. We were going to play a show recently with Ra at Mark's Showplace but stuff didn't work out. We aren't exactly nu metal either. Let me know, we'd love to get on this show because we play heavy fucking metal. Thanks, Sam. My myspace is www.myspace.com/bumstov and Dearborn's is www.myspace.com/dearbornproject. My email is bumstov@comcast.net.
3 inches of blood would be tha illest band eva if they replaced the hardcore vocalist with a rapper. castrated boy vocals plus ill flows would make them the biggest band ever.
They drew a huge crowd to the Living Room last night. Hopefully this one isn't lame like all the other Mark's shows I've seen so far. Did they ever get rid of the Nazi security? The Living Room had virtually no security. No one got hurt and everyone enjoyed the show and no one was kicked out for headbanging or looking stoned. That's the way it oughta be.
mortis deveia did play, but do to some *ahem* activities before the show, I was a little late and missed their set, but from what I heard, everyone was raving about them and WCR instantly tried getting them on some shows. apparently, they are the best thing since sliced bread.
fractured silence: their guitar tone was weird. Think vehemence sound doing metal core.
deny the crown: screamo-ish vocals. Metalcore. Sort of like all my sins except not as much brutal riffs. More clean singing. the guitars stage right off were off. I heard some bad notes... I think that side of the stage made some bad vox notes too.
at this point, my synch cable messed up. It was fucking up my camera. Looks like I need to buy a new one, boo.
within choking range: the newer stuff has more caccophonic vocals (whatever that work is). They played well, but there was no "hug" for people to make fun of.
wing never shattered: they were melodic hardcore. No one moved for them. This is par for the course at this little venue; no moving or ejection! Awesome light for the beginning, ha! some people in the crowd sang along with them, the singer put the mic in the audience. My synch cord was fuxxors so I missed it.
the never ending korn/marilyn manson 2-fer they go going on here is sub-par. sub-par to the extreme.
bad wizard: they set up and then just sat off stage smoking and laying down forever. Not sure why. After over 30 minutes when they finally hit the stage, they sounded exactly like I thought they would. retro-70's rock. sort of like that stuff the white stripes are doing. Their bass player was off in gayland or something so they got a replacement last minute. From NY like early man.
early man: sound the same as they did the last time I saw them. Sort of a proggy metal megadeth. I took a lot of pictures of one of the lead guitarist cause I think jackson used some of my pictures of him in an AD. Or it might have just been in a catalog. Now, did they have a radio hit or something? There were a ton of people in the crowd that knew every part of their songs. During one o their songs 2 security guards tired to stop a dude in the crowd from headbanging and moving like 2 feet forwards and back, but they eventually gave up, laughing. I think one was a friend of his or something cause they got him to stop by feeding him beer. These guys also seemed plagued by stage right. I heard some band notes coming from over there.
3 inches of blood: same dudes so many of them. they kept asking for more and more Fog, claiming it made them sound better. thoughout the entire set, the blonde singer kept checking razr phone. he would go to the back while the Viking belted out his perverse falsetto. I looked and people were singing every friggin word! This is the "power" in powermetal. It is the power of lyrical infection. Damn them. These ear worms were probably tried in everyone's car on their ride home. Raise your hands if you squeeked out a "deadly sinnnnnahs!!!!!" as you drove home. In the end they sent the set out to a girl who's name sounded like Carina.
