September 2, 2009

CRUSTY CLIP OF THE WEEK: BONE AWL - 'THESE DAYS ARE MARKED' BY GUEST BLOGGER JESS BLUMENSHEID OF INVISIBLE ORANGES

Crusty Clip of the Week

Today's Crusty Clip comes courtesy of Invisible Oranges' Jess Blumensheid. Last Friday Jess' monthly podcast "A Better Tomorrow" unleashed its third installment, this time focusing on primitive black metal. Crustcake loves where some bands (Nachtmystium, Wolves In The Throne Room, Amesoeurs, Tombs) have taken black metal — and showing where its influence can go — recently, but it is always nice to be reminded of how black metal sounded when it started. To hear Jess discuss the validity and hilarity of 4-tracks, philosophy, Satan, and virgin sacrifices click here. Of course you'll also get a healthy dose of some old and some new entries into the world of primitive black metal.

Her first two podcasts can be found here and here, respectively.

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by Jess Blumensheid (MO/Philly) of Invisible Oranges

True black metal shows are hard to come by. This is especially true of ones that exhibit black metal's wildest species in their natural habitat. Take this one for example, held at Philadelphia's now extinct house venue Disgraceland. I'm pleased to prove I made it out alive. The night featured barbaric, primitive acts Volahn, Ashdautus and Bone Awl. Spikes. Leather. Boots. Kvlt.

From first-hand experience, this show felt like an Amazon jungle. Body odor, sweat and hair stuck to faces in a room of 99.9 percent humidity. Check out the dude cramped against a wall, trying to resist a full head of caveman curls 20 seconds in. That was me. With beasts galore, once the first chord stroke, they all erupted in snarling vengeance. The earplugs saved my ears—tinnitus loathes low-fi fuzz. But nothing protected me from body slams and asbestos-caked walls.

By the time Bone Awl finished awakening the forest, everyone was too drunk to notice how bad it sounded. Not even the lame fog could salvage for the cardboard drums, whizzing guitars and near silent vocals. Although this clip doesn't serve Bone Awl justice, keep in mind "primitive" doesn't always eliminate substance. At least these hairy creatures look good on broadcast-worthy video.

Bone Awl - "These Days Are Marked"

5 hollers:

nickabe57 said...

that's a house?

Invisible Oranges said...

That video quality was indeed amazing. What was up with the spirit fingers and all the hardcore pointy fingers?

These Seans said...

Legit question. What hand signal is one to make at a black metal show? I'm always a fan of the fist in the air, although perhaps the original "horns" would be most apporpriate?

Jess Blumensheid said...

hmm, no. the claw.

Van Damned said...

Agreed. Nothing is grimmer than Thee Claw.