Most Intense Show Of My Life…Or How I Almost Died Seeing Crowbar.

Posted on July 3, 2015September 5, 2016 by Mike

…ok so maybe that dying part is a bit exaggerated but if it got you to read this then my job is done! Suck me.

Sludge GODS Crowbar came to town this past Monday night on their Summer of Doom tour, taking along with them Lord Dying and Battlecross. It took so long to write about this because I needed a whole day to recuperate from the insanity that I’m going to write all about. Then I had a very hard time uploading all my pictures and videos. Why? I couldn’t tell you, but I finally upload everything last night. My videos from the show have been up for the last day or two though and I’ll put the link to them here of course.

I arrived there maybe before 7:30 so I could eat something. I was walking up the block to find food and who’s coming toward me in the opposite direction? None of than Crowbar founder/vocalist/guitarist Kirk Windstein! I shit you not! He and two other guys were headed back to the bar with food and I had a slight fanboy moment so I went up to Kirk. He shook my hand and said hey in that gruff, raspy voice of his before going back to his conversation with his buds. No big deal since I wound up with a souvenir from him later in the night anyway.

So I go back to the bar later and upon looking at Crowbar’s merch table I found this shirt.

This is so fucking true! I myself wound up buying two shirts from the table but no this wasn’t one of them, although I think I should’ve gotten one for my girlfriend as a hint!

Not too long before the first band of the night, Carcosa, went on, I tried to talk to a few people and it felt a bit weird. There were times where I felt like because these people didn’t know me they wanted nothing to do with me. Not that I give a shit at all but this is something about metal that pisses me off. It’s cool that there of groups of metalheads that found each other because that’s so hard to do; but what’s with the cliques? I did met this one guy in a Down t-shirt who was a HUGE Crowbar fan. Nice guy when I met him but as it turned out he was one of those pyscho fanboy types…you know the ones…there’s one at every show and that idiot always knows every little thing about the band including it’s day to day personal activities. Well he turned out to be one of them.

While waiting outside I met Alex Bent, the current drummer in Battlecross. We had a long conversation about all things music. He and I and the crowd including the psycho fanboy were reminiscing about how we each discovered Crowbar and I good chunk of us said by watching Beavis and Butthead. “Huh huh, I’d hate to meet this guy in an alley Beavis. Huh huh.” After a while it was time for him to go back in but he was cool enough to take this photo with me before he did.

I walked back in as Carcosa began their set. They’re a band out of Long Island and this just happened to be their first show. If I could describe their music I’d say a sludge/hardcore hybrid, not like Crowbar does but they were pretty heavy. For their first show they were spot on, as if they rehearsed a lot. I spoke to Tim, their lead singer at their merch table after they finished and he said this wasn’t even supposed to be their first gig but when they got the call how the fuck could they say no???? They’re one of many bands I’ve noticed selling their music on cassettes, primarily because they’re cheaper to make than CDs according to what they guys in Ajax told me last July. For $5 I got a cassette with a free digital download card along with two stickers. To hear it for yourself go to http://www.carcosali.bandcamp.com and you’ll find the entire demo.

I had more pictures and even a video but for some reason my memory card filled up quick and I didn’t even have many pic taken yet at that point. This would be cause for a lot of frustration throughout the night.

Next of was Lord Dying. This is was a close as we were gonna get to Crowbar before Crowbar even hit the stage. It was heavy and sludgy…but with harmonies and solos. They actually impressed me a lot and I will but their shit. Erik Olson’s vocals were angry as FUCK and the music just pounded you.

At the end of their set I spoke to Chris Evans, their co-guitarist, who let me take a picture of him with that beautiful custom made guitar you see both guys with in the video I posted. He even let me hold it, that thing is light as a feather. I wanted to try and balance it one finger!

Battlecross were next and the last band before Crowbar. This was the thrashiest, fastest and most melodic band out of the entire lineup. They were still intense but in a different way and it’s safe to say the definitely have a following because this was the time when the room were in in truly began to full up. From “go” the band were non-stop. Their music was fast and while i had heard some of their songs before this night just so I could be familiar with them, they really impressed me live. Also, it’s good to know there are bands out there with a sense of humor because Kyle Gunther was absolutely hysterical at times. When I met him afterwards I should’ve suggested he try standup comedy.

Here’s where problems began. My phone’s battery was dying so my video for Battlecross was cut off after a minute and a half and my camera’s memory card was mysteriously full. I’d fix the camera issue later but I couldn’t charge my phone obviously. But here’s the video I made because it did come out good, at least.

Some people were crazy enough to clear the room after Battlecross got off the stage. I guess they wanted to get one last smoke break, I don’t know. I just know that there was a great open spot right at the front of the stage and I took it quickly. While Alex was taking down his massive drum set – the biggest one of all the bands! – I befriended the guy standing next to me, also named Mike. Turns out he’s huge Crowbar fan – no not like the psycho fanboy. Kirk Windstein got on stage to set up and he drops the setlist on the floor and reading it Mike and I got real giddy, like teenagers, just knowing that shit was going down tonight. I mean…just…just look at this fucking setlist!

After just ten minutes Crowbar finally hit the stage. I think you can just look at the picture above to figure out just how fucking crazy shit got based on the song being played but trust me, seeing is believing. I was only able to take a few pictures because I got banged around a bit being that I was at the front. I mean I was right in front of Kirk Fucking Windstein and practically getting an upfront guitar lesson! If I can’t play any of Crowbar’s shit after this show I need new glasses now. So here are the few pictures I was able to take, just to get it out of the way.

So when the band began playing the place turned into a heavy metal lion’s den of dudes jumping off the stage – especially that psycho fanboy! He kept on trying to push his way in and knocking me away from the front but I wasn’t letting that happen. But I did pay for it because his breath smelled like fucking shit! Mike smelt it too as did the woman standing to my right! I have a video of the the second and third songs they did: “Planets Collide” and “All I Had (I Gave)” and before the “All I Had…” ended the fucking camera stopped on me again! But I’ll tell you what…as crazy as we all were – I mean Mike and I were laughing so hard at how crazy everybody was and how heavy as FUCK the band were – shit really went down at the breakdown to “All I Had…” It’s as if nothing else matters after that song. This was where the whole fucking place just caved in. For real. Here’s the video of it. The sound’s fuzzy because I’m right in front of Kirk but just fast forward to the 8:16 to see it all.

It was an extremely intense show. And if shit couldn’t be more out of control the band broke into the intro to “The Lasting Dose” and played it even slower than it already is. That just made everyone’s blood boil because they just wanted the band to kick in so they could beat each other up some more. I fucking loved it! I’m pretty sure it was that song were some jackass jumped of the stage and landed right on my shoulder. And not even five minutes after that I felt someone kick me in the back of the head. The woman next to me asked me if I was ok and I saw that psycho fanboy crowd surfing, so I immediately figured out that it was his foot that hit me. She and I both wanted to fuck him up because he kept on jumping our direction AND his breath smelt so fucking rancid. Rushing to the stage to show he knows every single word before jumping on us again and again. I was ready to hurt him.

The show was SICK. Crowbar were so fucking heavy. This really is the music you listen to to get fat! If I wasn’t sick I would’ve totally been motivated to lift weights the next day because they gave me such an adrenaline rush. This is the music you shit dead babies to. Fuck it – this is the music you EAT babies to! They ended the night with “Existence is Punishment” and just when you thought the crowd were tired from beating the shit out of each other they got right back into it just like that. I’ve never seen anything like it in all the years I’ve been to shows. I’ve seen things close to this happen but the difference was that at all those other shows the crowds calmed down at least a little after a few songs. Here? No. Just…no. At the end of the show I jokingly thanked Kirk for the free guitar lesson. “Free guitar lesson, huh?”, he asked on the mic in the raspy ass fucking voice of his. He then let out a smile and gave me this sick looking guitar pic out of his pocket.

This again was such a fucking sick show…the single most intense show I’ve ever gone to so far. I plan on going back to Saint Vitus this Monday to see Goatwhore, which ironically enough was formed by former Acid Bath and Crowbar guitarist Sammy Pierre Duet. That’s a band that puts on a sick show but I know that it won’t be the same as this.

High On Fire – Luminiferous

Posted on June 24, 2015June 29, 2015 by Mike

“High On Fire are gods to a generation of bikers, barbarians and beardos, and luminiferous is one of their finest hours.”

That’s what I saw when I bought High On Fire’s latest album, Luminiferous this past Friday, and for once I might actually agree with Rolling Stone on this one. Just one question: what the fuck is a “beardo”? Is it meant just to describe someone with a big beard? If so then I understand because I saw a few on those when I saw High On Fire at Webster hall back in October 2007. But if it’s meant to say dudes with beards are weird then fuck them because as far as I’m concerned Rolling Stone’s core audience are a bunch of dirt bags who probably don’t even shower. It’s bad enough Rolling Stone as a whole appears to forever be stuck in the 1970s!

I wonder if Matt Pike was looking for irony when he named the band’s new CD Luminiferous because there sure as fuck ins’t that much light being carried through here. I’ll never forget when I first heard the band back in 2004 and decided that this was what Master of Reality-era Black Sabbath would’ve sounded like had Lemmy joined them and sped up the tempos greatly. On Luminiferous it’s probably even MORE intense as it ever was and that especially goes for Blessed Black Wings!

I put this in my car and my ass was immediately kicked by “The Black Plot”. The whole band immediately came in with a great mid tempo chug that quickly turns in to some of the greatest sludge thrash I’ve ever heard from them. Matt Pike as far as I’m concerned is the king of fast paced sludge; his guitar sound is so strong, so heavy, yet you can still hear everything he’s doing. Des Kensel does a fantastic job of keeping up with the riffs. His double bass work and his fills highlight the guitar and bass parts without overshadowing them, which is so important when you’re in a band.

There are some tracks like “The Falconist” where the band show their ability to write solid mid paced songs that may not be as frenzied as what they’re known for but are still heavy as FUCK. I recommend that track alone. I also recommend “The Cave”. Jeff Matz – who I once saw opening up for Motorhead with his old band Zeke, ironically enough – opens up the song with this bassline that offers a brief sense of calm before the rest of the band kicks in and fucks everything up. Since this song alone is nearly eight minutes long I have to say now that I appreciate the fact that the guys are able to keep shit from getting absolutely boring, finding the right spots to changes things up.

Another thing I appreciate is that the band’s recording process hasn’t changed that much. Sure, things sound clearer but matt Pike still appears to be recording his solos live without any backing tracks, which provides so much of a live feel. I’m pretty sure the last time I remembered a band doing that was Pantera starting with Vulgar Display of Power. It actually makes the album sound even heavier in a way. I just found out that High On Fire will be playing The Williamsburg Music Hall in Brooklyn, NY on August 18th. I’m sure I’ll be going!

Morbid Angel: A Death Metal Soap Opera

Posted on June 21, 2015June 21, 2015 by Mike

What a week it’s been for Morbid Angel, because in a matter of just a few days, the band lost…everyone. It all started when founding guitarist Trey Azagtoth announced that bassist/vocalist David Vincent was out of the band and back in the band has non other than Steve Tucker – the very guy who replaced David when he first quit the band back in 1996. Trey even said they were working on new music together. Then came the drama; a few hours later David responded saying his basically had no idea what anyone was talking about and that he never the band or was asked to leave.

But wait, this gets better! With the next two to three days drummer Tim Yeung quit the band, saying he left over financial reasons, which is not too much of a surprise, and then co-guitarist Destructhor (his real name is actually Thor. That is fucking awesome!) announced that he was out because he wanted to go back home to Norway to focus on his other band Myrkskog. What I find funny about this already is that both Tim and Destruthor decided to leave Morbid Angel after their most recent European Tour ended in December 2014. I imagine that they both left because of money and their both too professional to say anything, although according to Destructhor the band wanted to work with someone “more local”. Already sounds a bit fishy.

Then, just two days ago, David reversed his initial statement and announced that he too was in fact out of Morbid Angel. He said that he Trey had a long conversation and they both agreed that they had some “incompatibilities” in regard to them working together any longer. Of all the band departures this is the one that was the lightning rod. David Vincent is the vocalist you hear on those first four classic albums. He left the band in 1996 to join his wife’s bondage themed rock band The Genitorturers. There was some dispute over the creative direction of his last album with them, Domination. David thought at the time that it was sonically their best album to date due to their upgraded production values and the fact that they tried a few new things. Trey, on the other hand, said a few years later that he found the sound on Domination to be so sterile that it pissed him off. He also didn’t like that David wrote all the lyrics this time around and that they strayed very far away from the themes of the previous three albums.

Steve Tucker came in and did three albums with the band and then something happened in 2004. Trey and David started talking again, which led to him doing a few surprise gigs with the band…which led to him rejoining the band altogether due to the positive reaction from the fans. There’s been a bit of controversy ever since the band released their 2011 album, Illud Divinum Insanus, an album so techno sounding that David was given the blame for the musical direction. Hell, look at the guy. Really – look at him, even in the picture on this post! God damn if he doesn’t look like something out of a sex shop or Hot Topic before they were bought by the Gap! Some of you call him David Sixx, which I think is hysterical. Given that along with his Genitorturers past and his big influence on Domination twenty years ago it’s easy to make a martyr out of David.

So I wonder like everybody else what happened because Trey obviously isn’t ready to talk yet. He might never be because he doesn’t like to talk…which is probably why he kept David around – he’s very social, I met him so I know as does anyone else who met the guy. Some people are saying that this is Trey cleaning house and regaining control of his band because David was once again too strong when fighting for creative control. Some are a little bummed that he’s gone again and some are REALLY happy that he’s gone and Steve’s back in. And remember I mentioned David not knowing he was gone? Sounds like Trey didn’t really have the balls to tell him he was gone, kind of like when Warrell Dane of Nevermore discovered through Blabbermouth.net that Jeff Loomis had quit the band. Pretty scummy if you ask me.

So where does Trey Azagtoth go from here? Does he hire all naive rookies in order to pay them less than guys like Destructhor and Tim were already getting? Is Trey ever going to discuss what happened? Is this new album he’s doing with Steve Tucker going to blow Illud Divinum Insanus out of the water? Only time will tell but if Trey ever talks he has a lot of explaining to do because a whole band leaving in or announcing their gone in just a matter of days raises a few red flags. I’ll always be grateful that I got to see Morbid Angel with David Vincent during last year’s Summer Slaughter Tour at Irving Plaza in Manhattan. Great show and no songs from Illud! Here’s a short video I made of the band playing “Fall From Grace” off their second album, Blessed Are The Sick. It’s not even two minutes long though because my phone was dying after a long day out.

Anaka live at Gramercy Theater; New Angel Vivaldi Premiere

Posted on June 17, 2015June 19, 2015 by Mike

Anaka Live at Gramercy Theater

I recently got tickets for Anaka’s next show, a headliner at Gramercy Theater in Manhattan on the heels of their latest album, The Unwavering, that’s happening next Saturday, June 26th with support from Brand of Julez and Tempest City. If you don’t know who they are they are an aggresive as FUCK metal band from Brooklyn. I started talking with Jimmy Pallis, the band’s singer on facebook about four years ago; when the conversation went into Megadeth and how they essentially lost their balls after Youthanasia (some of you would say otherwise) I knew this guy was the real deal!

So we exchanged numbers and as it turns out this and his guitar player brother, Peter Pallis, are so into connecting with their fans that they will have no problem driving to you to sell you tickets. This was the case last week when I bought my tickets for this upcoming show. Not a lot of bands do that. It was a funny few minutes. They’ve been on the scene a long ass time and when i told them about my blog post regarding my first metal concert and brought up a few old names the jokes just started flying. Fuck…Jimmy…Peter…we’re old.

If you want a good time and are in the area next Saturday I’d definitely recommend seeing them. A great live show with a very loyal following. Quick story for you; I finally saw Anaka for the first time at a free show they played at a bar called Killarney’s on 95th St in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn to promote their latest acoustic EP, Into The Great Unknown – The Acoustic Sessions back in February 2012. I took my then-girlfriend, Nicole, with me along with my then-bassist, Joe, and his friend Shake (yeah, I know, a dopey nickname. But he’s awesome). Now…when you see a band play a bar this tiny the last thing you’re going to expect is for a mosh pit to break out, right? Well…no sooner did they hit one note did the whole bar break out into a pit. I was siting right where the band was and I found myself pinned to the bar by my left leg! I struggled to get out and I think it was Joe who finally pulled me out to safety. But man, driving home from the show that night my left quad was in exquisite pain and it stayed that way for the next two weeks – that’s more of a souvenir of a good time than the t-shirt I bought from Jimmy that night!

New Angel Vivaldi Premiere

What a fuckin’ week it’s been for Angel Vivaldi! The youtube sensation only released the video for his new single “._ _ _ _” just a few days ago via Guitar World and it already has over 20,000 views and more than 24,000 views on Ibanez Guitars’ facebook page. I actually posted a video of him performing this song at Dingbatz a few blog posts ago so this the song proper. Here’s the video now:

He recently made the ballsy decision to quit his fulltime job to go on tour based on all his success so if and when he comes to your town you should go show your support. You won’t regret it.

Final Thoughts…

Anyone here read what Kerry King said about Jeff Hanneman yet? Apparently Kerry was asked if he feels like Jeff’s spirit is guiding the band. Kerry’s reply? “Jeff is worm food. When you die, you go in the dirt. There is no doubt. Doubt’s called agnostic. I’m not agnostic.” Well Kerry is there’s on thing you ARE it’s a real piece of SHIT. “Worm food”? It’s one thing to say that you don’t feel like his spirit is guiding the band. That’s fine. But calling the guy that wrote Slayer’s greatest music “worm food” is as disrespectful and as slimy as it gets man. There are a Lot of people I can’t wait to call worm food but if I was in your position and my co-guitarist who contributed so much was gone I wouldn’t say that shit about him. Scumbag!

Some more Crowbar

Posted on May 28, 2015June 6, 2015 by Mike

In the spirit of my last posting regarding Crowbar’s upcoming gig at Saint Vitus Bar in Brooklyn at the end of next month, I just can’t resist t adding this clip from Beavis and Butthead. “Heh heh. This is the kind of music you have on a workout tape if you get skinny and you wanna get fat. Heh heh.” Classic.

Crowbar at Saint Vitus

Posted on May 25, 2015May 25, 2015 by Mike

I celebrated my 31st birthday in Manhattan yesterday, with my girlfriend. It was a great time. Bought a Power Trip CD at Generations on Thompson St, got free ices courtesy of the New York Rangers, who had an ice truck outside Washington Square Park, got a Black Flag t shirt on St. Mark’s Place, which I might cut the sleeves off of. But as a birthday gift to myself I started my day by getting myself tickets to see Crowbar on Monday, June 29th at Saint Vitus Bar in Brooklyn, Ny.

This is fittingly being called the Summer of Doom Tour, as they released their 10th album, Symmetry in Black, just last year. Also on the bill are Battlecross and Lord Dying. I’m hoping I can find a way to meet or at least take a picture with Kirk Windstein. If you love to lift weights Crowbar’s music is the perfect music to listen to. Really sludgy, heavy as FUCK, so unrelenting. Twenty six years later Kirk is still a beast. His lyrics over the last two albums have changed to reflect his positive outlook on life after becoming sober but the music is as inspired and as badass as anything he put out before.

Anybody remember when they first heard Crowbar? I do. “Huh huh – he’s always taking a dump! – huh huh.” Man, I miss Beavis and Butthead. I’m sure a good chunk of people out there would have never known about Kirk or Crowbar had it not been for his stint in Sludge supergroup Down, with whom he made three classic albums and an EP before leaving to focus entirely on Crowbar. I personally think that was the best move he could’ve ever made. If any of you reading this plan on going to the show you should drop me line/comment/whatever; maybe we could meet up. I’m also sure I’ll be doing a write up of the show for this blog. Until then, here’s probably my favorite Crowbar video – mostly thanks to Beavis and Butthead!

Show Me What You’re Made Of

Posted on May 7, 2015May 7, 2015 by Mike

What a ride it’s been for Lamb of God vocalist Randy Blythe over the last few years, huh? He’s been through hell and somehow avoided a lengthy prison sentence for the death of a fan during a concert in Prague back in 2010, having been acquitted in 2013. I know I wasn’t the only the only one to be relieved for him when the news came that he would come home. I personally put the blame on the security guard and the fan himself. I don’t do moshpits but if I were in a Suicidal Tendencies show or a LAMB OF GOD show I sure wouldn’t be drunk because I know I’d have to be VERY aware of all the other jackasses ready to clobber you.

I was well aware of his upcoming prison memoirs Dark Days, set to be released this July, by the time my girlfriend, Courtenay, told me that she was invited to his photography exhibition Show Me What You’re Made Of at Sacred Gallery in Manhattan this past Saturday, May 2nd. Whoa, wait. Randy Blythe? Photography? I already knew that he’s ridiculously intelligent, and I’m so looking forward to buying his book. But taking pictures too?? My girlfriend HATES Lamb of God so much but was so happy that he was able to come home, and was interested in seeing his work. I, of course, LOVE Lamb of God AND was so happy he came home. The kicker? My girlfriend was issued a permanent VIP pass by Kevin Wilson, the manager and defacto owner of Sacred Tattoo and Sacred Gallery, and therefore we could get in an hour ahead of everyone else. Of course we were going!

While waiting on line that night we met a college kid named Alexander, very nice…very talkative. Well, either that or he was trying to avoid the two seventeen year old dumb fucks in front of him on the line. In fact if you check out Metal Injection’s coverage of the exhibition you’ll see they even interviewed him during the halfway point of the story. I just wonder if when the reporter was trying to go somewhere else this guy still wasn’t done talking!

Around 7pm we were able to go in for a private viewing thanks to Coutenay’s VIP pass and need less to say I was absolutely blown the fuck away. He’s a natural! Randy has been apparently taking pictures for years, maybe a year or two before the Prague incident; he found the time to explore the surroundings of whatever city or country he might’ve been in a the time and just capture some breathtaking shots. Not to blow smoke up the guy’s ass but he definitely has a knack for timing, which is all too important when you shoot moving images.

Notice that the frames are a little…old looking? A little beaten up? Maybe…even old as fuck…like it was a piece of something else a long time ago? Well, you’d be right! These frames are courtesy of Frames by Greta. Greta Brinkman, a carpenter turned frame builder takes old pieces of wood and turns them in to picture frames of all sizes – rather than just throwing them out. She also happens to play bass for stoner metal band Druglord from Richmond, Virginia – Randy’s hometown.

I actually spoke to Randy for a few minutes and I tried to get him to explain to me how he edits his shit because it was so good and he told me that there was no real editing involved. Most people would yell “arrogant prick!” but he didn’t come off to me that way at all. I was almost offended again when he just ditched me but I understood he was getting pulled away because some couple bought a picture. While there I ran into my friends Jimmy and Peter Pallis, the singer and guitarist from Brooklyn based metal band Anaka. If you’re in the NYC at all you should check them out when they play the Gramercy Theater on Saturday, June 27th.

…and just like that you now know what I look like. Don’t get any ideas.

Everything was cool until some lanky 6 foot 8 fucktard arrived. I had a feeling he looked familiar, especially after everyone sitting on the couch next to mine began taking pictures on their cellphones. Then I heard him talking – loud as fuck – like some surfer stoner shithead with this gay looking red hat and this long, doofy looking jacket. My first reaction: “This motherfucker’s still alive?!” Remember Jesse Camp everybody?? The first MTV I Wanna Be A VJ contest winner from 1998? This was him and man he looks like SHIT.

He turned his head as my camera was taking the shot but he looks a lot older than 35. Drugs are a bitch, eh? But aside from that he was acting the same, talking the same, the STOOPID hand motions. Oh yeah. He was doing a video on the exhibition and he was interviewing Acey Slade, who was the DJ for the night. I’m not a fan of anything Acey played that night but man it was way better than ANY of the bands he’s ever played in.

I tried to get a picture with Randy before Courtenay and I left when I noticed a funny scene where someone trying to take a picture with Randy couldn’t get the camera to work. I found it so amusing I even made a video of it:

This video was taken right before I finally got a picture in with him. Funny guy. I went for the selfie pose when Randy decided “Ok that’s way too close. Here!” He then takes the phone from me, reaches as far back as he could with his lanky ass arms and takes a really good picture. “And…walla! There’s your picture!”, he said before he went off to take more pics. The smart ass style of the way he said almost pissed me off – again. But then I remembered “Oh wait! I probably would’ve done the same thing!”. That Randy, funny guy.

Workout Song of the Day

Posted on April 25, 2015 by Mike

This will drive anyone to lift heavy or just fight some guy and just not stop – even if several cops are trying to rip you off the guy you’re beating the shit out of! Ironically this is also the very first Testament song I ever heard back when I was in high school. Metal. As. Fuck. \m/\m/!!!!

…if I owned my own gym…

Posted on March 21, 2015April 20, 2015 by Mike

I’ve have thoughts about trying to open my own gym for the past four years now. Not only would I be my own boss but I could do what I want with it, which obviously includes dictating the entire vibe of the place. Who would my gym cater to? How would I design it? What equipment would I bring in? And of course there’s also the music. I love hardcore gyms like the ones I’ve seen in articles and on youtube. They cater to serious trainers, bodybuilders, powerlifters, you name it they are serious trainers. I’d love to go to a place like Metroflex in Arlington, TX, with those SICK designs all over the walls, music blasting through the speakers and dudes likes Branch Warren training their asses off; a place like Pumping Iron not too far from me. THAT place is Grunt City! The first time I walked in there they grunted and screamed so loud they were cutting through the music! These people were cutting through two big, 80’s era life size speakers! I train at a newly christened Powerhouse Gym. The owner bought Atlas Gym from the original owner and is looking to renovate the entire building. Thankfully, Mike, the new owner likes to play lots of rock music and some metal. But of course he’s not going to play the good shit all the time. I’ve already heard shit bands like Shinedown, Trapt, Limp Bizkit, Guns N Roses. Yeah I included Guns on that list – overrated and pretentious as fuck if you ask me! But Mike does let us put our phones/mp3 players into the stereo system – just ask the guy who’s always playing his Eminem mix every Thursday night! So one day I asked him if I could plug in my Spotify gym mix and he let me. I need the heaviest music I can think of to amp me up, especially when I’m squatting and deadlifting on the same day. This is my initial gym playlist called simply Gym Music:

Nevermore -Born
Meshuggah – Combustion
Crowbar – The Lasting Dose
Pantera – The Great Southern Trendkill
Morbid Angel – God of Emptiness
Black Label Society – Black Sunday
Strapping Young Lad – Shitstorm
Crowbar – All I Had (I Gave)
Pantera – Use My Third Arm
Slayer – War Ensemble
Meshuggah – Future Breed Machine
Nevermore – My Acid Words
Strapping Young Lad – Oh My Fucking God
Meshuggah – New Millenium Cyanide Christ

Pretty heavy, right? And I know a few guys in the gym that are metalheads but man, not even THEY could handle my shit. Within a few songs dudes were bitching to me that what they were hearing is “garbage”, “dude you have any Metallica?”, “Why don’t you make a playlist where you mix it up so everyone could enjoy it?”. Are you people fuckin’ pussies?? This is lifting music! It’s not supposed to be Master of Puppets; hell, everything on this list fuckin’ buries ‘Puppets six feet under in terms of intensity! The best was when the music ended Eric, one of those metalheads, quietly said “Thank god it’s over!”. Eric…I heard you buddy. But that’s not even my problem. Whenever I go to the gym a lot of what I hear is SHIT in plain English, but I don’t say a word because what right do I have? Therefore, what right do they have to bitch about my music? If you don’t like what you hear there’s a thing called HEADPHONES you pussies. Man, if I had my own gym the music would be loud and heavy as fuck all the time. And yeah, I’d probably scare a lot of people away…an exercise in weeding out the weak. Also… RIP AJ Pero 1958 – 2015

Confessions of an Angry Metalhead

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