Two Saturday nights ago, I attended a grindcore event hosted by Ryan Pemberton.
Because I kept kept seeing the word “grind”, I assumed all bands fell under that genre. Because I didn’t see any faces painted white and black, I assumed one particular genre was definitely out.
If anything, when you attend any “metal” show in a small bar, wear fuckin’ earplugs!
I caught the tail end of Thomas Hewitt.
After that thrilling experience, Budd Dwyer played.
A drummer and a guitarist. That was it. Yet, the crowd really got into it.
Next, entered France’s Department of Correction.
I’ll be honest. I didn’t know if they were speaking English or French. Because I didn’t know what the American guys were saying either, it didn’t matter. The crowd and I still enjoyed Department of Correction.
Next came God Harvest.
Remember when I mentioned earplugs? Picture this. I’m six foot. When you witness a band bringing in speakers nearly as tall as I am, you know your ears might be in trouble.
God Harvest is an excellent band. Yet, the sound level was ridiculous. It wasn’t as if I didn’t appreciate the music. Yet, in order for folks to appreciate the music itself, lower the sound, fellas.
On the whole, I enjoyed the show. Ryan Pemberton holds a fine taste in finding talent. His shows are worth the money.