Lady Gaga in NYC (Feb 20)
Ugh, I love this!
New things from Stevie Floyd this year: Two albums (Dark Castle and Taurus) and a baby!!! Yep, our girl is pregnant! Congrats Stevie!
Steve made two albums and a baby. What have you done so far?
Order of the Owl have a new album in the works! I’ve heard two new songs off of it already and it’s pretty fucking rad. Really stoked about drummer Joe Sweat providing vocals on the songs I heard as well. I really like the two-or-more voice dynamic in doom metal bands.
Okay folks, after a bunch of delays, Women of Sludge Metal Appreciation Week, Part VII will go down between March 10 - March 16! I’ve already gotten four interviews in for the five-question interview segment and am of course seeking many more than that. This time around, WOSMAW will focus on bands around the world, mostly in non-English speaking countries like Brazil, Bosnia, Poland, and beyond.
WOSMAW VII will kick off with a review of the upcoming Shroud Eater show at 529 in Atlanta on March 8th and then feature a ton of live performances and other delicious goodies for you to sink your teeth into. Since I’m behind schedule, I’m going to work extra hard to make this a really good edition. Stay tuned!
Dolly Parton version »»> Whitney Houston version forever.
The last of my Christmas presents - this awesome Dark Castle hoodie and some stickers/art from Stevie Floyd - arrived in the mail yesterday. I’m so happy!
And yeah, before you say anything, I do indeed have “dat ass”. It’s one of the few perks to being plus-sized (read: fat). Anyway, I think it looks good on me. Thanks, Stevie!
FIEND WITHOUT A FACE, ORDER OF THE OWL, & HAWKS AT 529
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First of all, sorry for being so late with this review! My internet is still spotty at best, so I have to hop onto my boyfriend’s computer when I can. What better way to ring in the new year than with a badass concert review, though? Anyway, said boyfriend, Jared, and I went down to Atlanta last Friday to see some old friends for the first time in months. We were the first to arrive at 529 (an hour early) and had to kill time by chatting with their lovely bartenders and watching Parks & Recreation re-runs.
Once the doors finally opened, I made small talk with Brent Anderson (Order of the Owl’s frontman/bass slinger), who revealed that the band would debut two new songs during their set. As if this didn’t get me pumped up enough, I saw Brann and Susanne a few minutes afterwards. Susanne had seen photos of my ax bass Christmas gift earlier in the day and came up to me and Jared gushing about it. Brann also gave me a few musical pointers, mainly that lessons can only go so far and that I just have to be really dedicated. It was a huge picker-upper for my self-confidence, to say the least.
Local noise rockers Hawks were the first band up. They were the only band on the bill I wasn’t familiar with, and I purposely didn’t listen to them before the show so my first impression of them would be their live set. They more than exceeded my expectations - the music was raw, nasty, but still groove-based and run to get wrapped up in. Frontman Michael Keenan just might be a new favorite of mine. I give him huge thumbs up for knowing the importance of playing up one’s sex appeal during a live set. He was a major flirt with most of the women in the audience, including me, and I loved it. If you get a chance to see them live, I highly recommend that you do so.
The always awesome Order of the Owl were up next. I’ve seen them live twice before (read about it HERE and HERE), but this time around felt a lot more special and definitely more intimate considering the setting. Their set did indeed start out with two new songs, both partially sung by their new drummer Joe Sweat, which I wasn’t expecting at all, but it completely kicked ass. I felt like a dork since I was one of the few people in the audience that knew the words to a lot of their songs and I really got into them, but whatever. They’re just one of those bands that are equal parts heavy and dreamy, and that’s my favorite aural combination.
After an extended lull period, hillbilly surfer act Fiend Without a Face took the stage. I was amused that Brann was still using The Hunter kick drum, which was utterly the only Mastodonian element to their whole set. If you’re not familiar with FWAF’s sound, it’s a whole other ballgame from what you’re used to hearing Brent and Brann do. This is mainly a platform for Brent to let his southern-fried flag fly, and you can definitely tell that this guy grew up playing banjo through the songs he writes for this band.
Okay, I lied, there was one other subtle Mastodonian element to their set - one of their songs borrowed a riff straight from The Hunter’s title track, which I found amusing. Brent also forgot to write a setlist, so for the last ten minutes of their set, Brent was asking the bassist what songs they had and hadn’t played already (Someone in the audience yelled “March of the Fire Ants!” and I grimaced a little). Once Brent ran out of songs, he simply brought their set to an end.
After the show, I hung around for another hour doing some awkward mingling with a few dudes, including OOTO riff-master Casey Yarbrough, who was nice enough to get me a free beer. I also spent a bit of time talking with Brann, and I’m choosing to keep most of that conversation to myself. However, he did spill a few details about the upcoming Mastodon album to me, which you can read about HERE. Sadly I didn’t get to say goodbye to Brent A. or Susanne - both took off before I could see them again, but I know there were warm feelings and well wishes all around.
Overall, it was a fantastic show and I had one hell of a time. It’s also kind of revved my desire to attend shows like I used to. I might be broke and under a ton of stress, but where there’s a will (and a riff), there’s surely a way.
If you would like to see more photos from this show, you can do so HERE.