Entries tagged with: Confessor
Trey Azagthoth of Morbid Angel
May 26th was a day of firsts for me at the tenth annual Maryland Deathfest. It was the first time I saw Confessor, Deviated Instinct and Haemorrhage. The first time I heard "new" material from death-doom godsWinter. The first time I saw Noothgrush with new live vocalist Dino Sommese (Ghoul, Dystopia, etc). And maybe most memorably, the first time I witnessed a man whip out his junk out on stage, piss in his cupped hand and wipe his face with it.
The latter first came care of Horna, who's lead singer Spellgoth performed the "urine baptism" at center stage (pictures below, NSFW?) and was one of several notable black metal-influenced performances (Archgoat, Tsjuder, Black Witchery) on that brutally hot Saturday. The moment wasn't noticed by many, but the foul stench of old blood and human fluids left a trail throughout the indoor stage.
My mid-afternoon arrival at Sonar meant that I sadly missed sets by Infernal Stronghold, Bloody Phoenix, and Looking for an Answer, and not-so-sadly missed October 31 (members Deceased) and Anvil (the former being eons better than the latter). The remainder of the sweltering hot day was largely a string of successes with stellar sets from crusty thrashers Hellbastard, UK's Dragged into Sunlight, deliciously obnoxious goregrind from Haemorrhage, death-doom pioneers Winter (who played unearthed songs at MDF), thrash from Morbid Saint and an impressive set from the reunited technical-doom crew Confessor.
Reunited crust-death metal crew Deviated Instinct wins for my favorite of the daytime performances (they played at close to the same time as The Devil's Blood), and though bassist David Vincent gave me a bit of a Nikki Sixx douche-chill during Morbid Angel's headlining set, the band's performance of the early classics absolutely murdered. Brujeria, the supercrew made up of members of Napalm Death, Carcass and more, were great headliners for the opposing outdoor stage but I opted for Noothgrush.
With a few notable exceptions, the combination of the terms "progressive" and "Instru-metal" are enough to send me into a drooling mini-coma of cavernous fucking boredom. Loincloth is one of those exceptions.
Lets be frank, the name Loincloth and their debut album Iron Balls of Steel screams images of fantastical dragon battles, the Heavy Metal soundtrack and Manowar, but this couldn't be farther from the truth. The North Carolina band (featuring ex-members of the much lamented, and now reunited Confessor) specialize in a particularly brutal brand of technical (but not overbearingly so) metal, so it's obvious that their name, album title, and songs like "Underwear Bomb", "The Moistener", come from a deviant sense of humor (the best kind) and not any overtly apparent devotion to Boris Vallejo.
Loincloth definitely fall into that sweet spot between technicality and no-frills punishment, a groove (figuratively and in a musical sense, literally) occupied by the like-minded East of The Wall and Dysrhythmia. Loincloth isn't concerned with technicality for its own sake, but more in search of the perfect riff/associated bangover on their debut LP Iron Balls of Steel due on January 17th, 2012 via Southern Lord. Stream a pair of tracks from the LP for the first time below.
Song streams and "video" of some other tracks are below.