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Crack The Circus

I’ve been keeping a secret of sorts for the last week from you all.  It has to do with music so I hope none of you are too shocked…  I have two shows lined up this week that I am attending.

Tomorrow I am headed to Columbus to one of them.

Who am I seeing you ask? Good question.

First let me tell you who I am seeing this Saturday with Matt and two of my out of town friends…

Mastodon

On the night of Gaslight Anthem a couple of weeks ago Matt gazed into my eyes and asked “do you like Mastodon and would you be interested in catching them in a couple weeks?”  My answer was of course yes. The show is sold out at the Beachland in Cleveland and until Matt hooked me up I really thought I was not going at all.  My friends Shannon and Josh from West Virginia reached out to me a month ago stating they were driving all the way up here to see them.  I told them we would all go so it will be even more enjoyable now.

A lot of people are loving Mastodon’s new album Crack the Skye with the progressive metal wizard rock.  Some on the other hand think the band went soft because this album is not as hard as the others and there is actually harmonic singing this time.  I think it is awesome and from what I heard the band will be playing the entire Crack the Skye album start to finish during one set followed a second set full of older material.  I can not wait!  The CD is one of my favorite releases so far this year.

Still wondering who I am seeing tomorrow?  I will give you a couple of hints…

-I am not a fan at all
-Under normal circumstances I would not be caught dead at this type of show
-I own nothing by this artist

So if I am not a fan and would not want to be caught dead at this show then why am I going you wonder?

Well I used to be a part of an alt-girl pin up website where I met a lot of cool people.  After leaving I stayed in touch with a few of the members who were more so friends.  Actually Shannon and Josh, my WV pals, are from the site.  Anyways one of the guys on the site went by the name Prendick.  He and I became good friends while I was on that site and continued to keep in touch after I left.

Prendick had something happen to him last week that will change his life forever.  To respect his privacy I will not discuss what happened but he reached out to me last week saying he had tickets to a show in Columbus and asked if I would take the place of someone.  Under the circumstances I told him of course I would attend.

Tomorrow night I am going to see Britney Spears.

Brokenheadphones at a Britney Spears concert???  Yes, I laugh at it too but I am actually looking forward to it now.  Mostly I am looking forward to hanging out with Prendick but I have been told the show has been entertaining.  I will do my best to take a few photos and post them here.

So this week is all about pop rock and metal.  This shockingly is not the first time I have been through something like this.

Years ago during the same week I saw Pink and a couple days later Slayer.  I remember sitting 4th rock center at the Pink show surrounded by screaming girls in pink shirts as I slammed beers and wore a CKY shirt.  Pink actually looked at me for a second because I stuck out so bad.

Anything is possible I guess.

Have you ever been to a live show that you did not tell your friends about or have you ever gone to a show that you never in your life thought you would?  I want to know!

CKY Sneak Peek / True Story

This to me is exciting news…

Roadrunner Records and CKY (Camp Kill Yourself) are bringing their fans an early sneak peek of their new album, Carver City, with a FREE mp3 download of “Hellions On Parade” starting on 4/15. The digital single goes up for sale on 4/21 but you can  hear it first at ckyalliance.com and roadrunnrerrecords.com!  Just visit the page and supply your email address and you will get the download in return…

I’ve have been a longtime fan of CKY and I have Bam Margera‘s CKY skate videos to thank for that.  Back in 2000 a kid I worked with at Borders found out I liked skateboarding and made me a VHS tape that had Landspeed : CKY & CKY2K on it.  I remember taking that tape home and watching it twice.  Once for the shock factor and hilarity and the second time to find out more about some of the music that was chosen for the soundtrack.

One band in particular on the videos was CKY.  For those of you who may not know, CKY is a band that Bam Margera’s older brother Jess drums for.  The band caught my ear in a good way and before I knew it I was doing everything I could to find their CD.

It’s been 4 years since the band last released new material so needless to say I am really looking forward to their new material.

While I am on the subject I might as well tell you all a little story about stupid ol’ me…

I think it was October 2002, in fact I am pretty sure it was then.  CKY came to Cleveland and I was overexcited to finally see them live.  They played Peabody‘s in Cleveland with Atreyu and other bands on a week night and I made sure I bought 2 tickets seeing how I missed them the previous time they played at Blossom Music Center opening for some band that does not come to mind.  For all I know they played Cleveland even before then but I missed it…  The point being, I finally got to see this band that I quickly became a huge fan of.

It turned out that CKY brought along their friends Ryan Dunn and Rake Yohn from Jackass fame and being the generous guy I was I bought them drinks.  A lot of drinks.  I also drank a lot and I mean A LOT.  Drinking with people on shows I adore is fun.  Forgetting how much I actually drank before I left was not fun; more on that in a second.

I befriended former CKY touring bassist Vernon Zaborowski that night who kindly introduced me to the band before their show (more on him at the very end of this blog).  We chatted and drank and drank some more.  I felt like I was a rock star that night…woo.

Let me stop here.  I am pretty sure the following clip is an exact portrayal of how I was…

I’ve learned that when you drink a lot you do not act how you think you do…  For all I know I could have been annoying the hell out of the band.  I know drunk people annoy me these days and I don’t even drink anymore!  Point being, I am pretty sure I was making an ass of myself that night.

Throughout the night I hung around the bar with Ryan Dunn, Rake Yohn, and the lead singer of Atreyu even, who by the way was really nice as well.  I don’t even think I left the bar stool while CKY played.  I was too busy talking and sharing drinks with Ryan Dunn and Rake Yohn.  I watched the band from afar and kept to my debauchery.

I do remember CKY owning the night.  They sounded amazing live and had more energy on stage than I had seen in any band for years.  The fans, or CKY Alliance, were full forced as well surrounding the stage and singing along with fists in the air.  It was indeed a rock show that night.

After the impressive show my friend and I were invited upstairs to hang with CKY some more.  One of the members, I think it was Chad Ginsburg, later asked me if I was ok to drive home when we were saying goodbye.  I thought I was, my friend who went with me thought I was too…

I should have listened to Chad Ginsburg because apparently I was not.

That night I got my first, only, and last DUI.  I honestly thought I was ok to drive or else I never would have gotten behind the wheel.  I was not too far from home when I was pulled over.  When I got out of the car I suddenly felt real drunk.  Being the honest guy I am, I admitted drinking and when I felt myself stumbling I just gave up and was arrested.

I regret my poor decision in life and paid my fines, did my time, and moved on with life being a little smarter with how I do things.

A couple years later CKY returned to Peabody’s and the band remembered me.  Chad Ginsburg asked me if I ever made it home that night.  When I told him no he, rightfully so, laughed and took me back to tell the rest of the band.  We had a good laugh at my expense.

True story.  I am an idiot, got hammered with CKY, and got a DUI as a result.  Let this be a lesson to you kids.  If you want to get hammered with a band, go ahead, but make sure you have a sober friend who will drive your drunk ass home.  It is a lot cheaper.

Speaking of cheap.  How about free videos?

I was wondering what ever happened to Vern and found out he is currently in a band called Eastern Conference Champions.  Check them out on their MySpace page.

Rock Hall Induction Ceremony 2009 From My Eyes

Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony 2009

For the first time ever the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony was opened to the public.  The second I had found out about this amazing opportunity I just had to go.  Thanks to Matt at Addicted To Vinyl, he helped make that happen.  Last night was amazing to say the least.

Before heading to the event, Matt and I met up with Clevelandrockandroll.com‘s Bear and his son.  We met up at the Great Lakes Brewing Company for some eats, drinks, and great conversation.  Bear is a great guy and had plenty of awesome concert stories from the past to share at the table.  It was really cool meeting him and I will be checking his site out frequently for sure.

Towards the seven o’clock hour we all headed to the famed Public Hall for the event.  The traffic was lighter than expected and as we rounded the corner on to St. Clair it was obvious that something big was going on.  Media vans, limos, mobile satellites…and this was at the rear of the venue.

As luck would have it Bear and his son followed us to the event so we all took a small hike around the building that once hosted memorable concerts such as the Beatles and Janis Joplin and made our way into the sardine cramped hallways of the Public Hall once we bypassed the red carpet.  This was the first time the induction ceremony had been in Cleveland since 1997 and this was the first time that people like me could attend without spending outrageous amounts of money.

None of us dressed formally.  We dressed rock causal.  After all we were going to a concert right?.  I sported jeans, my Adidas (Run-DMC love), a CBGB’s shirt, and a Sage Francis hoodie because that is how I roll.  You would not believe how many tuxedo wearing people complimented me on that shirt.  I was asked if I had even been then and regretfully I said I had not.  Luckily others in attendance wore equal amounts of street clothes so that we did not stick out too much.

Now I’m going to break this post down into a couple of sections just for the heck of it.  First I will talk about all the positive aspects of the night, mostly the performances, followed by a few things that really made the night not so enjoyable.  Nothing can ever be perfect can it?  Well the good news is that the bad things that did happen did not ruin my fun too much and all in all I would say this was one of the coolest things I have ever been to in my life.

Matt and I sat in section 19 row H which is on the left side of the hall to the back rear.  We sat in the row that butted up against the rails and walkway so the plus was that there were no people behind us.  Of course the rest of our night would be spent shifting our bodies to ease the aches on our necks from looking left, but it was a small price to pay for a great evening.

The place seemed to fill up slowly in regards to public seating.  The high rollers who spent one of my car payments for a table seat in the VIP area were engaged in dinner already and were finishing up.  Looking around I could see cameras and all sorts of lighting and of course the giant crane like camera in the center that towered over the VIPs.

Mayor Frank Jackson, I’m sorry… Cleveland Mayor Frank Jackson, had some nice words to say about the ceremony returning to town.  I joked with Matt and Said “Cleveland has a mayor?” and got some laughs by the others seated around us.  He spoke about the excitement for the induction ceremony as well as hopes to see it return every three years.  Next up were some Rock Hall higher ups who had more positive things to say about the night’s event, but seriously I was not there to see high paid people with dream jobs speak, I wanted some music.

Section 19 Row H

At about this time the music was about to begin I took a quick photo (seen right) with my handy iPhone just so I could share it here on the site.  Soon the night’s first inductees took the stage, Anthony & The Imperials.  The Brooklyn doo-wop turned soul revivalists blew me away with their three song performance including “Tears On My Pillow” and “Shout”.  Smokey Robinson soon inducted the act into the Rock Hall once they completed their performance.

I laughed when Little Anthony told the crowd that Little Anthony & The Imperials had never won a Grammy but announced the band did have a new release and hoped that would change.

After a fun collection of Wanda Jackson footage appeared on screen Rosanne Cash took the podium to induct once of the first females to play rock and roll.  Rosanne Cash spoke about her father, Johnny Cash, and Elvis and of course the lady in the spotlight Wanda Jackson who soon came out and gave some words of her own.  She then waltzed to the main stage grabbed her guitar and proved that age is nothing but a number while playing “Mean Mean Man” and “Let’s Have A Party”.

Paul Schaffer introduced Spooner Oldham and some classic tunes were played like “When A Man Loves A Woman” and “Natural Women”.  Sadly the crowd did not seem to be in to this fun little performance.

Classic footage of Bobby Womack from Soul Train appeared on the big screen with some really awesome footage.  Once completed The Rolling Stones’ Ron Wood inducted Cleveland’s Bobby Womack (who actually wrote “It’s All Over Now” for the Stones).  Ron Wood had a nice touching speech and actually looked like he had some tears in his eyes while introducing Bobby Womack to the stage.  It was nice to see a hometown musician make his worthy way into the Rock Hall.  Never in my life did I ever think I would see a Bobby Womack performance live but that all changed as he began his set with acoustic guitar in had seated on a stool for everyone to hear.  He jammed to “Wait Until Tonight” and then with a full horn section “It’s All Over Now” took down the house with Ron Wood ripping up a guitar solo.  Amazing.

Detroit hip hop artist Eminem had the privilege and honor of inducting RUN-DMC into the Rock Hall.  His introduction speech was very personal talking about the act that “turned Marchal Mathers into Eminem”.  Controversial concerns earlier were omitted as everyone in the house cheered for RUN-DMC as they were accepted into the Rock Hall.  They were the first rap band to appear on MTV, to go platinum, to tour the world, to infuse rock into their rap, and now are the first to be inducted.

Each member gave their acceptance speech and Jam Master Jay’s mother spoke on behalf of the fallen DJ.  I laughed when she stated that Jam Master Jay broke every turntable of hers.  She also stated that she never hesitiated buying a new turntable though.  Hearing Rev Run and DMC speak of how they got their start was really interesting.  I did find it a little annoying however to see the entire group with multiple family members on stage together.  It was a little too MTV Music Awards for me.  Sadly the act did not perform at the awards.  I was not aware that they were not and was actually kind of bummed.  I know it would have been amazing to see them play out live but they chose not to.

Here is Eminem’s speech:

Bass guitarist of the E Street Band Gary Tallent as well as celebrity drummer Max Weinberg collectively inducted drummer D.J. Fontana and the late bassist Bill Black both of who played with Elvis Presley.  I am curious to see the FUSE version of the awards as Max Weinberg had a very long speech eventually thanking D.J. Fontana who joined them at the podium.

Legendary Jimmy Page inducted his friend Jeff Beck into the Rock Hall.  After some kind words the former Yardbird hit the podium with some choice words and first middle finger of the evening.  The two then took the stage and did this:

Seriously that was once of the cooler things I have seen in my time.

It was pretty apparent that most of the public came to see heavy metal rockers Metallica.  The rock casual attire seen worn by everyone included a lot of Metallica t-shirts, some brand new, and some from years ago when I feel the band was at their strongest.  Some chose to wear sport jackets over the shirts making for an interesting choice in attire.

It was no surprise to hear the loudest cheers of the evening when Metallica’s name appeared on the big screen followed by a brief film of the band.  By this time many of the people in the public sections were heavily sauced.  I’ll get into that more later.

Who better than to induct Metallica than the Red Hot Chili Pepper’s bassist Flea.  Sporting a blue hairdo, Flea gave one of the best speeches of the night.  He spoke, and swore, about how much the band influenced him as a troubled youth and how they helped him get to where he is today.

Flea said it best when he stated:

“This music comes on the radio, and I couldn’t believe that it fucking existed. It was like I had been living in this normal world, where I knew what everything was that came on the radio, and all of a sudden my mind was being blown by this beautiful, violent thing that was unlike anything I had ever heard before in my life.”

Metallica, including Jason Newsted and Cliff Burton’s father who rightfully so gave the first acceptance speech, all took a few moments each to speak.  As a long time fan of Metallica, especially in my youth, I listened to every word each of them had to say about how it came about that a heavy metal band got where they are today.  Cliff Burton’s dad I could tell was so proud of his son’s accomplishments of the late musician and as a fan it meant a lot to me to see someone from his family to be there.

Robert Trujillo, who spoke after Jason Newsted, rightfully gave thanks to Mike Muir of Suicidal Tendencies and the second he did I had a big ol’ smile on my face.

Lars Ulrich did not have a speech written up at all.  He huddle over the microphone and gave thanks to family, friends, and fans.  While pompous sometimes he actually said something I wanted share:

“I think rock and roll is about possibilities and about dreams. The fact that the six of us can be up on the stage tonight, snot-nosed kids, outcasts, loners who grew up in very different parts of the world, in very different situations and make it here tonight, to this wonderful night in front of all these people down here … Rock and roll truly is about possibilities. Look at us. Metallica’s in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame!”

It was true, the band has been through a lot and seeing them all on stage really proved they fought their battles and proved their way into the Rock Hall.  At this moment I really was happy to be a part of that night witnessing only the second metal band to ever be inducted into the Rock Hall.

Seeing Metallica get inducted really got me thinking about future inductees.  Will bands like Iron Maiden, Motorhead, or even Social Distortion ever have their day?  Only time will tell I guess.

I was not sure what was going to happen next as the band exited the stage.  I was hoping for Jason Newsted to at least play one song with them and much to my surprise Metallica and Jason Newsted took the stage and pumped out “Master Of Puppets” with two bassists.  Yes…two bassists.  It was incredible.

They may have formed in 1981 and show signs of aging but good lord these guys sounded just as awesome as every time I have ever seen them live.  I do want to add that the above video does not include the entire public singing along and cheering their hearts out and the sound live was much better than what is heard. The video also omitted the VIP section sitting there motionlessly and looking scared.  The band also played the commercially overplayed “Enter Sandman” and even though I really do not care for that track anymore it still caught my ear and I sang along…

I really hope that their performance at the ceremony leads Jason Newsted back to the band some how.  Metallica with two bassists would be pretty sick.  I know they had their disagreements and fights amongst one another but Jason Newsted looked so happy to be on stage with his former crew.  Maybe it was just because of an awesome weekend they all had reconnecting, or maybe it is more.  We shall see.

Once Metallica finished up many folk started leaving and that was a huge mistake as they missed out on the two finales.

First up Anthony & The Imperials, Wanda Jackson, D.J. Fontana (who was inducted earlier in the evening), Jeff Beck, Bobby Womank, and Rosanne Cash all took the stage and performed “Jail House Rock”.  It was a pretty insane cover of a track that helped pave rock and roll to where it stands now.

After their performance I only knew it was going to get better, and it did.  Metallica, Jason Newsted, Jimmy Page, Jeff Beck, Flea and Joe Perry all took stage and played the Yardbird’s “Train Kept A Rolling”.  Talk about guitar overload!  There was so much going on at once I did not know who to look at.

My night was complete after that.

And so ended the 2009 Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony…and I was a part of it.  How sweet is that?  Hoping to be invited to an after party or notified of a secret show, which did not happen, Matt and I squeezed out way out of Public Hall and called it a night.


That was the good, now time to me to bring up some of the events that really had me wanting to swing my fists…

First off I have a top 10 of drunks I would like to punch in the throat that were seated around us.  Yes it is a concert, and yes it was being filmed for television, but seriously did you really need to drink to the point where you are most likely going to forget the entire evening?   There were people around me that had no idea what was going on and would try and leave to take a piss every ten minutes.

With that said during some segments of the night the sweet ushers (more on that in a second) would shut the doors not to allow anyone back to their seats until a commercial break.  This made the drunks unhappy and loud.  Luckily Matt and I were seated directly in front of a door way into the concession area so all of the jackasses who went to get drinks had to finish them in the halls and created a ton of noise.  So much I might add that I was not even able to hear DJ Fontana’s acceptance speech.  That was about the time I turned around and screamed “Shut the eff up!”

People were yelling at the ushers when they were denied to be seated such as one princess saying “Do you know how much money I spent to get here?”  – Yes lady I do know how much because it is the exact amount I spent to go there too and I sure as hell did not spend that money to hear your tramp ass complain.

Another finely dressed douche bag had no idea where he left his seat due to one too many and when the ushers told him he was a row off he yelled at them for wasting his time.  Idiot.  Drunk idiot.

Oh I almost forgot about the dad who asked me if “Evil Knievel jumped over the Public Hall in the 60’s”.  Do I look that old?  He almost ate it a few times down the steps too and I was secretly hoping he would have…

Honestly I could not believe the number of people that were just out of control wasted.  If it were a Metallica concert I could understand but this was a serious ceremony of sorts that meant a lot to the artists involved.

Then there was the lady five rows in front of us screaming and wooing while failing to throw the devil horns.  Seriously, I am not kidding.  This drunk bimbo looked like she was having seizures at times because she was so blasted.  She would throw her hand out, make a peace sign followed by what looked like the “shocker” and once even the “Live Long and Prosper” Spock Star Trek sign.  She eventually used her other overly tan hand to mold her fingers into the most pathetic devil horns I have ever seen.  If I did not love my iPhone so much I would have surly chucked it at her head.

Took this right when Mr. Awesome Security guard tapped me in the back of the head...
Took this right when Mr. Awesome Security guard tapped me in the back of the head...

Oh yea, my iPhone.  I was trying to take a picture of the Jimmy Page / Jeff Beck performance and a security tapped me on the back of the head and yelled I am not allowed to take video making for a blurring picture.  I told him I was taking a picture with my phone and he said it was taking me too long as I was holding the phone like a video player.  I pointed to the crane sized camera and told him I was waiting for it to move.  Ass.

Are you tired of my ramblings yet?

I have a couple more.

The ushers when we got there were friendly and showed us to our seats but as soon as the ceremony started they started talking behind us and their walkie talkies were going off.

I understand having contol at a show and hiring outside help to maintain, but the guys behind us did not respect the paying crowd and kept laighing and talking.  I was getting so frustrated and I know I was not the only one.

One usher in particular had that face and smile that just read “punch me” and he pretty much annoyed me all night.  During the Jeff Beck performance he danced like a fool mocking the legend.  I know he had no idea what was going on and was only there to make his $7 an hour.

The same usher made the comment “Enter Sandman” made Metallica.  Instantly I envisioned myself jumping over the rail behind me, grabbing the kid by the head, and knocking him out.  It is one thing to be dumb but another thing to be musically dumb.

Finally there were the fans that just had to yell things out during the speeches in hopes that their voices would be heard on national television.  A shout out or two can be humorous but some of these people were tying to out shout one another.  Someone would scream “I love Metallica” and a moment later “I love Metallica more” could be heard.  It was sad really.  Any respectful fan would have allowed any of the inductees give their acceptance speech without drunk interuption and saved the shout outs for the live shows.

I am happy to say I kept my cool and did not get myself thrown out of the event.  I wanted to so badly, but did not.  There is a chance I upset the father sitting next to me when I dropped the F-bomb but I was pissed and it just came out.  I think if I would have flipped out and punched people in their throats it would have made for a better read here but I did not want to miss a thing that night.

So there.  There were some of my complaints.  I am sure Matt could add a few more.  Other than the drunks and the ushers it was a swell time for sure.

I really hope that in three years the ceremony comes back to Cleveland and if it does I will be there.  There is something about being a part of rock history that is all so appealing.  Sure I am not a rock star nor did I walk down the red carpet to the VIP area and eat cake but I did get to witness the same thing high rollers have been doing for years and that felt pretty damn awesome.

Eye Opener: Heavy Metal In Baghdad – Documentary

While away this past week I finally caught the rockumentary about one of the only metal bands in Baghdad and their struggle with following their dream.  I kept seeing reviews and positive comments about Heavy Metal In Baghdad, a documentary about a band playing forbidden music in a war-zone also know as Iraq. Trust me, this was something I am glad I watched and any fan of music should check this out as it will make viewers realize how lucky you have it here in the USA.

The program surrounded the band Acrassicauda (Latin for “Black Scorpion”) and followed them through their struggle to do what they loved to do, play metal.  Inspired by bands from the United States such as Metallica and Slipknot they attempted to start their own band in 2001.  The band was only able to play three shows before the war in Iraq started and soon thereafter the band faced accusations of being devil worshipers and at times had to live their lives in secrecy to save their lives.

During the three years this documentary was filmed bans were created by the clerical council forcing the band and fans to cut their hair, not wear Western attire (American clothing), and end “music-filled parties and all kinds of singing”; basically the band was forced to quit or deal with consequences. Insurgents and religious fundamentalists would not hesitate to take their lives if the band or fans were seen in public and the documentary clearly shows the efforts made by the band to risk their lives and also live their dream. Through power cuts to stop the band from playing to avoiding death daily, this was a first hand look at the struggle they faced.  Just hearing them talk about the war and the attempts of others stopping them showed how determined they were to continue.

Weeks would go by at times before vocalist/guitarist Faisal Talal, guitarist Tony Aziz, bassist Firas Al-Lateef and drummer Marwan Reyad would even get to see one another let alone practice. Constant threats and even a missile hitting their practice space did not hinder Acrassicauda who claimed to be the only Iraqi metal band in existence.

The documentary really sucked me in as directors/journalists Eddy Moretti and Suroosh Alvi traveled to Iraq to find the band and interview them while in turn have their own close calls with local militants.  Upon arriving to Iraq at one time the journals were told to expect to be shot at.

The journalists take their dangerous surroundings in stride with most of the time being held in a hotel just outside the war areas for safety. When they travel they are accompanied by armed guards and wear bulletproof vests. While filming gun shots and bombing can be seen and heard in the background during the active war. Their real-time reporting only made Heavy Metal In Baghdad that much more interesting.

Eventually the band flees to another country becoming refugees to save their own lives.  The difficult choice was a smart choice for them.  Eventually the band meets up with the journalists once things calmed down a bit and candidly talked about the chaos they lived in. With everything going on they did not give up their dream but rather put it on hold.

The band, once settled, was able to play a live show in one of the countries they fled to and I must say the people who showed up really showed their love to the band after a few songs into the show.  All the hell this band went through was rewarded by cheers and applause by others who share the same common love for a said forbidden genre of music.

You would think that the band has a happy ending and plays sold out shows at metal clubs and recorded a platinum selling CD.  The happy ending at the end of the documentary was the band saving their lives and continually fighting for what they wanted to do.  At the end they were in small living quarters and had sold their equipment just to pay for rent.  Since they were refugees it was difficult for some of the band to acquire jobs.  Not what I expected to see but it made sense.

With war going on during the filming of this documentary I could only think of how easy I have it living in the United States.  The interviews of the band showed how hard it is for them to be a metal band in Iraq and even harder to be a refugee.  Their love for metal was more of a secret as they did not want to risk their families or their own lives.  It was truly sad to see their expression cut by others.

In the United States I can wear what ever I want, play any music I choose, and roam my streets without worrying about being executed or caught in crossfire of a seemingly never ending war. I am lucky that I do not have to flee my country to save my own life for my beliefs and do not have to sell my own belongings just to pay a month of rent because I am a refugee. Sometimes I forget how good I really have it here.  The members of Acrassicauda did not have this luxury by any means.

I did learn after viewing the program via the movie’s website that the band was eventually relocated to New Jersey of all places.  Looks like the band finally got that happy ending they deserved.

Here is a blog from the band dated 02/09/09:

Friends, fans and family… as many of you heard lately we made it to the States, all four of us.

After 8 years of waiting and struggling it feels good now that we all made it and we’ve got high hopes for the future that maybe after all what we’ve been through it’s time to become 4 musicians instead of 4 refugees and finally to stand on stage steps away from everybody that helped us and supported us and believed in the band and its quest.

We’re finished being in purgatory not knowing what’s next, tormented by the bad thoughts of not being able to finish what we started 8 years ago. We were so afraid to let our dream go, so afraid to let it slip away and get sucked in to the bureaucratic black hole by the people that tell you what to do and what not to do, but I guess we were blessed cuz we had you on our side. Each and every one of you brothers, sisters, wives and husbands, moms and dads, friends and our idols whoever that might be stay true to who you are, you are the reason that we wanted this dream to come true even when it felt impossible cuz we felt that every one of you guys wanted it just like us (or maybe more).

From the bottom of our hearts, that pump every bit of iron and Metal into our veins, we salute you no matter who you are… Arabic, American, German, Mexican, Italian, Japanese, Indian, Pakistani, Norwegian, Danish and many more. I have seen many people from all over the globe getting under the flag of metal and music in general and becoming one. We just had an idea, no more, but you made it happen, you are the true inspiration. Many times we sat and read your emails and comments and many times I saw some of the guys in Acrassicauda getting tears and space out for many minutes looking at your emails.

Now that we all sit and think about our future as a band we know that every thing that we had been through in the past years of our lives was totally worth it. We set out goal and now we know what is worth living for and what is worth to dying for.

Yours,
Acrassicauda

Here’s the trailer to the documentary now available on DVD:

Bleeding Through – Declaration – CD Review

Photo by Cindy Frey
Photo by Cindy Frey

Straightedge metalcore sensations Bleeding Through continue their mission to rock your face off and implode ear drums while doing so with their latest release Declaration. Combining heavy metal, death metal, punk rock, and even a little black metal, Bleeding Through has their own unique style that is just brutal, and that is an understatement. Having been around since 1999 the band was labeled one of SPIN’s 2003 “Artists To Watch” as well as have been featured in a Revolver “Future of Metal” article. This is the band’s third release once again on metal label Trustkill Records.

Formed by members of other heavy acts such as Eighteen Visions and Throwdown, the band caught my ears when I heard This Is Love, This Is Murderous, the band’s first release with Trustkill Records. I will never forget that day as my ears were introduced to just pure fury. I had just finished up a day at the record store and I was cleaning up getting ready to go. My friend asked if I wanted to hear something heavy and of course I told him to go for it. The moment he hit play on the CD player I was hooked.

This Is Love, This Is Murderous was in heavy rotation on my playlist for years. I was highly disappointed with their next release on Trustkill called The Truth as perhaps I was expecting more from such a strong intro to the band in This Is Love This Is Murderous. I can not say I was that pumped to hear Declaration as I was afraid that their sound may still not compare to taste I enjoyed but that all changed once I finally checked out the CD.

The opening of the CD “Finis Fatalis Spei” was a black metal, evil circus sounding, melodic introduction that set me back for a second until a quote from the movie 300 ended the intro with “Tonight we dine in hell!” From there the CD was an all out mugging on your ears with “Declaration (You Can’t Destroy What You Can Not Replace)”. Death metal, heavy metal, black metal, and even speed metal combine for a powerful first song on this album with Pantera guitar hammering moments thanks to help from As I Lay Dying’s Tim Lambesis.

“Orange Country Blonde and Blue” followed continuing a insane death punch to my ears. Again I can not help me being reminded of Phil Anslemo and crew in this track as well as 90’s metal bands with the chorus. “Germany” really reminded me of Bleeding Through’s earlier years with just non-stop drumming and almost so much guitar that I felt as if the song flew by way too fast.

“There Was A Flood” slowed things down a notch at the beginning with a track that really set well with me. Musically the song was something along the lines of a slower Cradle Of Filth song but I assure you as soon as the song started it seemed to put me in place. Lyrically the song spoke about checking on a mistake from the past and reiterating the high hate for that mistake. For the first time on the CD lead vocalist Brandon Schieppati sings for a moment on the track but is fast to get back to Mastodon-like vocal shredding.

“Reborn From Isolation” has it’s head banging moments until the song actually started making me want to swing my arms carelessly about and attack the air with my fists. It’s songs like these that make me happy I no longer stand in the pit at live shows because I am pretty sure others feel the same way about this track.  “Death Anxiety” had that same fight everyone and everything around you feel.  If you were a fan of This Is Love, This Is Murderous, you agree that this song sounds like it was left off that album.

“The Loving Memory Of England” took a break from the others and had kind of a Pantera “Planet Caravan” moment. The song not only gave me a chance to let your heartbeat settle but it also proved the band has a softer side. “Beneath The Grey” soon dismissed any chance that the CD was going to end mellow with a full blown hard beginning that made me take a second listen when I discovered that the song that had a guitar solo from No Use For A Name’s Dave Nassie.

Closing the CD was “Sister Charlatan” one of my choice cuts on the CD. With a well orchestrated introduction the song still kept with the heavy and has a It Dies Today similarity with a nice mixture of death screaming and harmonious singing. Add intense guitar solos, double bass drumming from hell, and even some beautiful piano playing over a thunderstorm, the song made me feel like I was a schizophrenic with the change ups.

Declaration is everything I was looking for in a Bleeding Though CD including the loud screaming, forceful drumming, and vicious guitar playing combined with enough force and hate to push you down to the ground. Don’t look for this band to clot or heal up anytime soon as there is just too much flowing out right now. If you like your metal loud, heavy, and most of all fast Declaration needs to be in your collection.

Here is the video for “Death Anxiety”:

Did you know that Bleeding Through was featured on Inside Edition report years ago?  It’s true.  The band was on tour and was involved in an accident while traveling.  The band was on their way to a show in Colorado when the bad’s van hit ice and crashed into an already disabled vehicle.  The whole accident was captured on a police cruiser dash-cam as police were on location tending to the previous accident.  Luckily no one was hurt.