The Lindemann Blast

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I mostly dread January 1. Many of the new year days I’ve had in my life were full of shit. I’ve detailed them in a previous post (I’m too tired to search for it in my archives now) but suffice it to say they were unmemorable at best and downright nightmarish at worst.

But not this year!

This year started off with eardrum-perforating bangs emanating from the stage in the Toto Center in Holon. Till Lindemann kicked off his Ich Hasse Kinder tour with the first ever show in Israel, and no amount of Covid germs were going to keep me from being there. That was last night, so not exactly new year’s eve but still January 1 and still a badass way to start off 2022.

We still took whatever precautions we could. The venue kept a strict record of Green Passes, so that was a relief. Both me and my husband were triple-vaxxed and double-masked just in case. We were glad to see that the venue wasn’t so packed and we were still relatively close to the stage. Visibility was 100%, the sound was not too overwhelming and I wasn’t upset I forgot my earplugs, but the floor still vibrated from the bass and I loved the shit out of it.

My favorite tune was “Knebel”. He delivered a kickass version of it and he paused for a few second before blasting off into the “Mund” scream part of the song. The stage went silent as the crowd screamed “Mund!” and Till pumped his hands with the palms facing up to urge the crowd to scream louder, and then he burst into “IN DEM MUUUUUND!!” I tried to scream as loud as I could. It proved to be tricky behind my double-mask layers.

It was nice and theatrical. Many things were tossed into the crowd. Aside from the usual drumsticks and water bottles, Till also tossed real dead fish (during “Fish On”) and no less than like 10 cakes (during “Allesfresser”). We weren’t within the range of the projectiles but it was still fun to watch. There was also the video art in the background which was just as obscene and gag-worthy as I expected it to be. Definitely not a show for the faint of heart. That’s a forewarning for anyone out there who is also looking forward to see Till performing live.

And despite his name being the Hebrew word for “missile”, Till had no explosions or pyrotechs in the show, as opposed to Rammstein shows. He still delivered an awesome performance and we still had a blast, even with no actual fire involved. And that blast was all the new year fireworks we really needed.

The ringing drone, the stiff neck, the butchered throat and the lack of sufficient sleep I suffer from now is definitely worth it. If not for the first real metal show I’ve had in the past two years, then definitely for finally getting a chance to wear my full metal gear – my black pants with the metal buckles, my studded belt, and my black velvet jacket with the faux-fur on the collar and the metal studs and buckles all up and down the fabric – which has been collecting dust in my closet, sadly discarded.

I took no pictures during the show because I was enjoying myself too much, but here’s a picture of Till next to the Sheraton hotel in Tel Aviv.

Peace, love and the Covid risk is worth it too

Till the טיל

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A while back, I wrote a post about Rammstein’s video for “Deutschland” which was just released at the time and caused a bunch of negative reactions due to its Holocaust imagery. I said that I never really believed in the rumors that said that Rammstein are Nazi, and even after watching the video, I wasn’t sure about it. After all, the video is a visual representation of Germany’s history, and the Holocaust is a major part of it. I said that, in fact, if the video did NOT include some kind of mention of this tragic event, I would be even more offended because that would be Holocaust denial, clearly. I finished off by saying “So until Rammstein makes a clear statement, one way or another, or comes to play a show in Israel (which I think would be a clear statement in itself), I’ll just go on screaming “fuck yeah” every time one of their songs comes on my player.”

I discovered soon thereafter that they really aren’t Nazi and if anything, they’re anti-fascist. Seeing as they were born and raised in East Germany, I guess it comes with the territory. But here’s another clear statement: Lindemann is coming to play a show in Israel!

True, it’s not Rammstein, but it’s still the lead vocalist, and that stands for something!

Anyway, when I first heard the news, I was hoping Till Lindeman would pull an Ozzy and include songs from his band and not just his solo project. Ozzy did it. When he came to Israel (on the two occasions he was here) he played his own songs as well as Black Sabbath. Most of the people who went to see Ozzy expected him to include Black Sabbath songs in his set because Ozzy is Black Sabbath and Black Sabbath is Ozzy. I don’t think he would have been as successful as a solo artist if it wasn’t for his initial success as Black Sabbath’s frontman. And the same can be said for Till Lindemann. And Till’s solo songs sound a lot like Rammstein, too, and it’s a given that most of the people who go to his shows look forward to the Rammstein songs they think he’ll play.

But the comments I read about the event point out that Lindemann’s set will only have his songs and not his band’s. One of the comments was from this woman who went to one of his shows abroad and testified that he played no Rammstein songs at all. Some even stated that they look forward to seeing the confused and disappointed faces of the people in the crowd who expect to hear some Rammstein tunes and won’t.

So I admit – I’m kind of disappointed too. But I’m still going to his show. I’m currently listening to Lindemann’s German record F&M and try to learn some of the lyrics. He also has an English record Skills in Pills, and he’ll undoubtedly include some of these songs in the show, but I don’t like it as much as F&M. Anyway, learning songs in English is not as much fun and challenging as learning German ones. If you didn’t already know that, I fucking love German! I love it even more than my fellow Jews hate it. Ironic, I know, but that’s the truth.

Peace, love and Till the Missile is headed to Israel to make the stage explode!

Culture Lives

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I heard some person on TV saying that the part of our lives which will be most heavily impacted by the Corona crisis is culture – things like live shows, festivals, social events, etc. She said that the reason for that is because people can just as well watch a concert on TV or on computer without having to physically be there.

I say that is the biggest load of bullshit I’ve ever heard.

She said something like “Well, people have realized that they can see Omer Adam on TV, so why would they bother going to his shows when they can watch it from the comfort of their own home?”

And I was like “Well duh, if the artist is Omer Adam, of course you won’t want to go see his show because he sucks ass! But Iron fucking Maiden is not a show you watch on TV. For fuck’s sake, headbanging and moshing and flashing metalhorns and screaming your vocal chords bloody doesn’t have the same effect when you do it from the so-called comfort of your home! Metal shows are not made for comfort. They’re made for gore.”

So maybe Mizrashit culture will be affected, and what a blessing that will be. Metal culture shall prevail!

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And this is the thing that hurt me the most during this whole Corona ordeal. More than seeing my kid struggling with extreme boredom, and more than being unable to see my parents, it was the Iron Maiden show in Israel being cancelled that crushed me. I mean, I knew it was going to happen. A gathering of such a huge crowd was never going to be allowed while people are still getting sick. But it didn’t make it easier once the call was officially made. I was so looking forward to that show, and then – Corona.

I don’t know if the show will be rescheduled on a later date. While people are slowly getting back to their routine, airports will remain closed probably until the Coronavirus is completely eradicated from the world. And who the fuck knows when that will be?

A bunch of other social events will no doubt be cancelled. Slutwalk was cancelled. I don’t know about Jerusalem Pride. On most years, it took place in August. But last year it was in June. So I don’t think anyone knows anything about that.

International Zine Month is the one event I’m really looking forward to and I’m happy that the activities and events it will have lined up will not involve any gatherings of any kind. And even if it does, these events will most likely be virtual. It remains to be seen what the Corona situation will be like in July.

Peace, love and Mizrachit is bacteria, and it’s the only culture some people have.

 

 

The Disturbed Ones

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Last night, my husband and I joined thousands from around the country at Live Park, Rishon to see Disturbed play their very first (and hopefully not last) show on an Israeli stage. It was a long time coming, for them as well as for me.

For them it’s been a long time coming because David Draiman is a Hebrew-speaking, travelling-to-Israel-often, has-a-Jerusalemite-sibling, proud Zionist Jew, and it makes no sense that Disturbed has existed since 1994, and the band hadn’t played a single show in Israel until July 2, 2019.

For me, it’s been a long time coming because I’ve loved them since I was 18 (that was a nice and solid 18 years ago) and they were one of the very first bands I liked that introduced me to heavier music and solidified my eventual descent into the bowels of extreme metal (as a side note, I do not consider Disturbed’s music as metal, but it does have some quasi-metallic elements). And I’ve never seen them live. Not once. And it’s been my dream since then.

Disturbed certainly did not disappoint. Their Israeli show was unique specifically because of its location. And Draiman, being the major and fucking awesome Zionist he is, made sure this show would reflect just how unique it is:

  • They played the song “Never Again” (about the Holocaust) which I strongly doubt makes an appearance in any other setlist of any other Disturbed show anywhere in the world. Before the song started, he said “This one is especially for you.”
  • At some point during the show, Draiman changed his shirt and walked onstage sporting an IDF tank top. The crowd went wild and I felt my Zionist pride reaching critical levels. Fucking A! And as if that wasn’t the most powerful and intense statement ever made, he dedicated the song “Indestructible” to all the Tzahal soldiers!
  • After that, the big screens switched to projections of Israeli flags and Draiman sang the Israeli national anthem, HaTikva. The crowd sang along. Again, Zionist spirits rising high and mighty.
  • Throughout the entire show (except for a short English interlude) Draiman spoke to the crowd solely in Hebrew. Somewhat broken, but still, fucking Hebrew! Such a badass, I love that guy!

Due to roadblocks and protests in Tel Aviv (for unrelated reasons), my husband and I made it to the show after it had already started. We walked out of the car when the band was playing what I automatically recognized as the song “Prayer”. It was the second song on their setlist so it wasn’t that bad, but by the time we actually joined the crowd on the park grounds (both of us gasping for air after we ran like hell from the fucking parking lot), they were already playing “The Vengeful One”, the fourth song. I’m just glad I made it there in time for “Stupify”, my favorite Disturbed song, second only to maybe “Conflict”.

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The setlist was 20 songs strong, not including the national anthem, the various instrumental interludes and solos, and the Hebrew speeches Draiman delivered on several occasions. This made for a two-hour long concert, and you can bet there were absolutely no complaints there! It was an incredible performance, totally worth all the fucking traffic we ran into on the way, the marathon we ran to get there, and yes, I’m just gonna say it, it was totally worth breaking my already decimated neck. Before the show, I sort of promised myself I’ll go easy on my neck, but once there, all the promises in the world went right out the window and my system didn’t stand a chance. With a setlist such as this, serious neck-breakage was definitely in order:

  1. Are You Ready
  2. Prayer
  3. Liberate
  4. The Vengeful One
  5. The Animal
  6. Stupify
  7. Guitar Solo
  8. Voices
  9. Land of Confusion (Genesis cover)
  10. Bass Solo
  11. Drum Solo
  12. Ten Thousand Fists
  13. Never Again
  14. The Game
  15. No More
  16. A Reason to Fight
  17. Hold On to Memories
  18. Indestructible
  19. Inside the Fire
  20. The Sound of Silence (Simon & Garfunkel cover
  21. The Light
  22. Stricken
  23. Down With the Sickness

When the show was over, my husband and I got lost on the way back to the car. We flashed back to the first day of Wacken 2014 when we walked for all eternity trying to make it back to our rental car and getting there only once we felt a million little daggers penetrating the flesh of our soles and calves.

I was awake since 5 a.m. on that day and went to bed only at 2 a.m.  “I could have made a 24-hour zine thing in that time!” I told my husband.

Speaking of zines, I’m taking part in International Zine Month as some of you already know. And despite my exhausted-as-fuck-ness, I’m still determined to follow through with the prompts on a daily basis. I will write weekly updates as they come. Stay tuned!

Peace, love and Anachnu Disturbed, Kulanu Disturbed!

Wait and Bleed

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The more I’m looking forward to something, the slower time goes by. This last week of June seems to stretch even longer, and the feeling of swimming in molasses exacerbated by the fact that I’m having some odd health issue. My sinuses hurt, my nose is congested and I have an eye infection that just won’t quit. It’s not really allergies and not really a cold, but it’s enough to make me restless as hell, waiting for this shit to end, and waiting for the wonderful prospective activities that July brings.

Yesterday, my husband and I had the pleasure of going to metal night – a rare occasion for us seeing as finding a sitter is next to impossible. Most of the songs on the playlist, as my husband correctly pointed out, were power and old school metal songs, except for the ones we added.

I added two of my usuals – Amon Amarth and Arafel. I chose Amon Amarth’s “Crack the Sky” from their new record because it’s brilliant. The opening riff is reminiscent of “Pursuit of the Vikings” and the melody and chorus is pure Amon Amarth style of melodeath. No one does it like them:

“Thor!
Let your hammer fly,
Let the lightning crack the blackened sky!”

July, however, brings even rarer occasions for us. Disturbed is coming to play a live show in Rishon on July 2. I don’t know how my mother-in-law will handle my daughter’s evening routine, but I’m not willing to miss this show for anything. I’ve never seen Disturbed live, and also, this is the first time they will ever play in Israel. Any Israeli Disturbed fan who will miss this show will no doubt spend the rest of their life bashing themselves in the head. So basically, any time a Disturbed song comes on my player, my heart misses a beat, and shivers send ripples of anticipation all across my flesh. Having to wait a whole week is fucking killing me.

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Another rare occasion, another live show. A week to the day after Disturbed, Slash featuring Myles Kennedy and the Conspirators are coming to perform in Tel Aviv. We saw them live at Hellfest in 2012 before we knew or heard any of their songs. We thoroughly enjoyed that show even if the only songs we knew were the Guns n’ Roses covers they played (to perfection!). So now that we know their songs, and love them, and know that they can play a kickass show, their July 9th performance in Israel is not to be missed. My parents are coming to Jerusalem to look after my daughter. I really hope they don’t have too much trouble with my daughter’s sleeping habits.

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I’m currently also laying out my plans and schedule for International Zine Month. My zine materials pile is getting higher, my husband printed all the graphics I need, and my daily planner for the month of July is taking a pretty nice shape. I started drafting a blog post with all my plans of the month to be posted on June 30th when everything is finalized. I know that you, too, can’t wait to see what July has in store for the zinesters of the world. So let’s swim in these molasses together and celebrate IZM when we get there!

Peace, love and “Roger Waters and his gang of morons” can shove it

Crazy Ozzy

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Ozzy Osbourne performed in Israel last night as part of his farewell tour. The 70-year-old rocker kicked all fucking ass, and I was blown away by just how hard a 70-year-old dude can rock. He started off with Bark at the Moon which got me going right from the start.

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Before he came on, there was a performance by Orphaned Land which I had absolutely no interest in. Since they started incorporating Middle Eastern instrumentation and vocals in their songs, I was interested in them even less.

I was not surprised by the crowd, but it was still a great feeling to see that most of it was made up of old people. Many of the concerts we go to, I find myself surrounded by kids, adolescent kids, pre-army or fresh out of the army, and it makes me feel old. But last night, at the Ozzy show, gray hair was all around.

The Prince of Fucking Darkness kept encouraging the crowd to scream louder and louder, so losing my voice was inevitable, especially as I had spent the past couple of days coughing my lungs out for god knows what reason. And songs like Crazy Train, War Pigs, and Fairies Wear Boots got me headbanging till my neck felt like a limp noodle. The last song, Paranoid, even got me jumping around.

Due to my coughing fits of the last two days, I also didn’t get any sleep, and I was tired as fuck when we got to the park where the show took place. But Ozzy was so phenomenal that I forgot all about my exhaustion and proceeded to “going fucking crazy” as Ozzy is wont to say.

Also the light show that accompanied every song got me all woozy. At some point, I actually wished for a toke. I can only imagine what the light show coupled with the amazing music would have done to me if I was high.

The only thing I didn’t like about the show was the guitar. More specifically, the guitarist, Zakk Wylde. I mean, fine, he’s talented, we got that. But goddamnit, this was an OZZY  show, not a Zakk Wylde one and not a Black Label Society one. And his solos just drilled into my brain and I was getting bored and restless. Suddenly, I started wishing for Slash to go onstage and replace him. Slash played with Ozzy when we saw him at Hellfest in 2012 and that was amazing. Slash plays in a way that makes you say “WHOA” without him shredding the fucking strings and without using his teeth and WITHOUT TAKING OVER THE SHOW THAT BELONGS TO OZZY! Zakk Wylde, take note.

But besides that, the show owns.

I got home all sweaty, with the humid Rishon air still stuck to my skin. Said humid air also did a number on my hair and the headbanging just added to that number. I don’t know how anybody can live in the Center, seriously.

I can’t wait until my daughter is old enough so that I could bring her with me to concerts and show her what good music really is.

Peace, love and ALL ABOARD!!!!!!!!

Living Carcass

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Last night, Carcass performed live in Tel Aviv. It was their first time in Israel in 25 years or something. The first time I saw them live was at Wacken in 2014 and if you were following my previous posts or read it in my zine, you would know that I wasn’t entirely blown away by their performance at the festival. So I rather expected their Israeli show to at least be slightly better. I don’t know what it is, maybe I’m getting old, but no, I wasn’t blown away by their Israeli performance either.

Don’t get me wrong. Carcass is amazing! They’re an epic band with a sound like no other. I absolutely love their songs. My husband and my metalhead friends loved the fuck out of their show. So after the show was over, I was trying to figure out why I didn’t.

We drove to Tel Aviv that evening after Shabbat came out. I didn’t wear as many layers as I usually do in this time of year because I expected it to be much warmer in Tel Aviv. It usually is, but this time it wasn’t. Fucking freezing weather and I curse thee winter. Asshole season, seriously.

The first band on the bill was Shredhead. I expected my ears to bleed seeing as I was told they were metalcore. But the band didn’t suck as much. I was just happy to be at a metal concert again.

After Shredhead was done tearing up the stage, and before Carcass was set to come up and (hopefully) pulverize it, the soundguy, for some godforsaken reason, decided to play a medley of ACDC songs.

Now, I’m sure I will make me some sworn enemies coming to my house with torches, but I. CANNOT. STAND. ACDC. A bunch of untalented cock-rock musicians, fronted by a guy who sounds like a dying cat choking on a frog. And all their songs sound the fucking same!

Anyway, when that shit was over, Carcass finally came up. A lot of their opening songs were from Heartwork and Surgical Steel. Two amazing records. The live songs were pretty good, except that I really like singing along to songs played live but Jeff Walker wasn’t singing exactly as he does on the record, so I had a bit of a hard time with that.

I also expected them to play at least one song off of Swansong. In fact, they played one and a half. That’s right, one and a half. They played the intro to Black Star, which is my favorite Carcass song ever. I screamed and started headbanging myself crazy, but then right before the beginning of the first verse, they suddenly switched gears and started playing Keep On Rotting. And I was like standing there going “What the fuck? Why would you do that?!”

A fucking tease is all it was. It may seem like a minor infraction but I think this is what killed it for me. I was livid. If you’re gonna start playing a song, play it to the bitter end. I told my husband after the show that I really think Carcass hate their own record. They probably think that Swansong is a piece of shit and refuse to play it live and think they can’t possibly destroy these songs any more than they already are so playing an intro to a song and then flick the switch and move on to another is perfectly acceptable.

It isn’t.

The rest of the songs were mostly from their older records, none of which I know. I found it irritating that they didn’t always hold for applause before playing the next song so at some point it just made it sound like a single longass endless song. They also played a couple of songs from their latest, Surgical Steel, which is also pretty good. And the last song was Heartwork, which I would have loved if I wasn’t so disappointed by the non-existence of Black Star.

Besides that, Jeff sometimes joked with the crowd, but his heavy British accent made it impossible for me to understand him. The rest of the crowd did, which is amazing assuming that they’re all Israelis with English as a second language, and I’m a Canadian with much better English than them, but I still failed to understand what the hell Jeff was saying. I think it’s like the French French who can’t for the life of them understand the French Canadians. Give me the old osti d’criss and be done with it.

I think another reason I didn’t enjoy the show as much as I should have is because earlier that day, my daughter had been either teething or experiencing some pain from the shots she got last week and was whining quite a lot. I felt bad leaving her in that state and going to a different city and coming home so late. I left her in the care of my mother-in-law who is great with her, but still. It wasn’t me. I felt as if I was abandoning her when she is in pain. In fact, my mother-in-law told me she didn’t fall asleep until 12:15 a.m. So how was I supposed to enjoy anything knowing that my daughter is in another city suffering and needing her mother?

Anyway, I’m still glad I got to go. I guess. Tonight, we have Sunday metal night. I plan on adding Black Star to the playlist and listen to it in all its full-length glory. And may the Goddess have mercy on anyone who dares to cut it short.

Peace, love and Carcass, keep on rotting yourself.

The Good, the Bad and the Metal

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When War Eternal was released and I was dumbstruck by just how crappy Arch Enemy had become, I thought, or rather hoped, it was a momentary lapse in judgment from the band or the producers. But now, out comes Will to Power to shatter any shred of hope for a better future for the band.

It’s official. Arch Enemy has sold out. And all of us United Enemies are in mourning.

I recently posted a link on Facebook to the album review written by a dude who calls himself Angry Metal Guy. He describes pretty accurately what I feared Arch Enemy would become if they continued down the path that War Eternal laid for them. Power metal, with lots of electronics, and the occasional clean vocals that have absolutely no place in death metal, no matter how melodic the band’s style may be. Basically, Will to Power is to Arch Enemy what St. Anger was to Metallica. A regurgitated dump.

Today, on the way to work, my player was on shuffle and “The Last Enemy” came up.

This, I thought, this is what death metal sounds like. This is Arch Enemy at its finest.

Seriously, War Eternal and Will to Power were written by a completely different band. I’m sorry, but I refuse to recognize these piles of horseshit masquerading as metal albums as having been written and recorded by a band that used to be so brutal and so brilliant.

carcass_flyer_12Onto brighter news, after Amon Amarth graced Israel by its presence and played a kickass show in Tel Aviv, up next on the bill is Carcass. They will be playing a show in Israel on December 9. My husband already bought the tickets, and we are currently looking for a babysitter.

Like Amon Amarth, we already saw Carcass at Wacken. The difference is that Amon Amarth’s show at Wacken was beyond spectacular, whereas Carcass’s show was not. I mean, it wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t as good as we had hoped it would be. At the festival, they did not play a single track from Swansong, and not enough tracks from Heartwork. Also, back then, their latest record had just been released and we weren’t as familiar with the songs as we are now.  So we now hope that their show in Israel, which is not a festival, and which they are headlining, and in which they will most likely play a longer set, will kick as much ass as a Carcass show should.

Back to Arch Enemy, it should be emphasized that they still hold the number one spot in my list of favorite bands. That’s the Arch Enemy that recorded such masterpieces as Rise of the Tyrant, Wages of Sin, Doomsday Machine, Anthems of Rebellion, Root of All Evil and Khaos Legions.

Here’s to hoping for better days and better records.

Peace, love and Metal be thy name.

Amon Amazing

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Well, WordPress sucks dick. I just wrote a whole review of the show and it didn’t save my draft. So here it is again.

Aside from having a blast with IZM, I was set to have another blast with the Amon Amarth show in Israel.

On July 27, my husband removed the baby car seat from the back of the car, we picked up three of our Jerusalem metalhead friends, and dived into the so-humid-it’s-virtually-a-pool weather of Tel Aviv. The venue was small for the likes of Amon Amarth, but was bigger than I expected. The size of the stage and the way the crowd piled up all the way to the edge of it indicated that there would likely be no pyro-techs.

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In a previous post, I wrote that there is no way that the band could reproduce the awesomemess of their Wacken performance, and I was right. But I also wrote that they would still deliver a kickass show, and I was right about that too.

The two performances cannot be compared – we’re talking about a gigantic stage in the open air with tens of thousands of German metalheads thrashing around, versus a small scale show, a small stage in a closed venue, with around 1100 people crammed inside, drenched in sweat.

But it’s Amon Amarth we’re talking about and they deliver. Johan’s vocals are second to none, the guitars and the melodies reproduced EXACTLY as they are in the records, with no stupid alterations of the solos as many artists tend to do in their live shows, no useless longass speeches between songs – only blasts of song after song after song, that kept me headbanging till my neck went limp, and screaming till my throat became all bloody.

I was delirious with joy. Every once in a while, when a song ended or began, I found myself laughing hysterically out of sheer pleasure. I was screaming, pumping fists, throwing up metal horns, and headbanging myself silly. I noticed a girl standing in front of me, looking back at me every once in a while with an expression that said “what the fuck are you doing?”

Well, to answer your question, I AM HEADBANGING MY BRAINS OUT, BITACH! How is it that you’re NOT?! Are you hearing this?!

So yes, Amon Amarth has that effect on me. And no lack of fireworks, or presence of a roof, or so much sweat on my face that my hair stuck to it, could ever change that.

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The best thing about it, as my husband said, was the fact that after such a long time of being out of the metal scene, we were finally back in. With my pregnancy and the birth of our daughter, we couldn’t afford to have a night of good old sweaty screamy thrashy metal show like we’re used to. We attempted to go to metal shows and metal nights when I was pregnant, but I kept being paranoid about the cigarette smoke and the loud music that could harm my baby. And we simply could not enjoy the show. And now we’re back, and we went back into it with a live version Pursuit of the Vikings. Fucking A!

Peace, love and metalheads forever!

Vikings Take Over the Holy Land

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FB_IMG_1490283784349Amon Amarth is coming to Israel.

Read it again.

AMON AMARTH IS COMING TO ISRAEL!!

When I got the Facebook invite to the show, I thought it was yet another group that WANTS Amon Amarth to come. Just like there is a Rammstein one and plenty of others I’m sure. But then I saw a time and place and thought it must be a tribute. But no one would come to a tribute concert of Amon Amarth. Tributes are usually for bands that would draw a bigass crowd like Death, Metallica, Iron Maiden, Megadeth, Slayer, Motorhead…

So when it finally hit me that this is for real – the real band, an actual show, in my country – I nearly cried. My husband was sleeping, my daughter was dozing on my lap, so I couldn’t do exactly what I wanted to do which was to jump to my feet and scream.

I bought the tickets right then and there. On July 27, Amon Amarth tears the holy fuck out of the Israeli stage.

I try to keep my expectations low because a. a confirmed show does not necessarily mean a confirmed show. Cancellations abound in Israel. And b. there is no way that this show will be better or even remotely as good as the Amon Amarth show I saw at Wacken. The atmosphere of a metal festival, tens of thousands of amazing metalheads, a giant stage in the open air – all of this will be lacking in the Israeli show. From what I understand, the venue they chose is one that holds no more than a thousand people. The Israeli metalhead crowd is cool but there won’t be many. And finally, an Amon Amarth show that is not in the open air will undoubtedly diminish the ultimate experience of an Amon Amarth show. I hope that at least the stage will be big enough to accommodate the usual decor – the front of a Viking ship, wooden dragons blowing smoke, etc. I also hope explosions and pyrotechs will be possible in such a venue and such a stage, because when Johan will scream “FIRE!” on the chorus of Asator, it just wouldn’t be the same without simultaneous pillars of fire exploding from the stage.

So I keep my expectations low. I don’t want a repeat of the Arch Enemy show in Israel. Although it was a killer show, it was nowhere near as good as when I saw them live in Montreal. I think that the first time you see a band live is always the best time. I think it’s also because of the excitement of seeing one of your favorite bands live for the first time ever. So any second, third or fourth time you see them live pales in comparison.

I’m still excited for the show though. Just like I know that it wouldn’t be as amazing as their Wacken performance, I also know that they will still deliver a killer show. Amon Amarth can’t do it any other way.

Aside from that, I still fantasize about an Industrial fest in Israel, featuring my three favorite industrial rock bands, Disturbed, Rammstein and Marilyn Manson. Not that it’ll ever happen, but a girl can still dream. Wouldn’t it be totally fucking awesome? I’ve never seen any of these bands live, so I can only imagine how I would react if it actually did happen. I’d be like:

“Disturbed? Oh my god!”
“Rammstein? HOLY SHIT!!”
“Marilyn Manson??” *gasp* *faint*

But yeah, that’s definitely a long shot.

But dude, AMON AMARTH IS COMING TO ISRAEL!

Peace, love and ODIN!!!!!!!!