Oct 212011

I just wanted to use my favorite word in a post title today. Actually, that’s only part of the reason for this. The other part is that I saw Chimaira last night, headlining a show in Seattle that included Impending Doom and Revocation. Chimaira played “Power Trip” and about 10 other songs.

[audio:https://www.nocleansinging.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/04-Power-Trip-Album-Version.mp3|titles=Chimaira – Power Trip (Album Version)]

After full audio immersion in the music of those three bands, my neck muscles were so destroyed when I woke up this morning that I had to strap on the custom-designed NCS neck brace, the one with the heated gel packs on the inside and the drinking straw attached to a pouch of chilled Stoli.

Chimaira had the strobe lights flashing and the smoke machine pumping and Sean Z (Daath) on keyboards, carpet-bombing the crowd with more bass drops than I’ve ever heard before and growling backing vox, and it was fucking glorious. A packed crowd on the floor was in non-stop mosh mode, and the Chimaira dudes looked like they were having the time of their lives on stage. And speaking of glorious . . .

Revocation. Glorious. Dave Davidson said this was the band’s fifth performance in Seattle, and I’ve been to four of them. I never get tired of watching and listening to this band. Immaculate musicianship. Usually, I’m so transfixed by what Dave Davidson is doing with his guitar that I don’t pay enough attention to what else is going on, but last night I got a good look at drummer Phil Dubois-Coyne. Dude is a goddamned machine.

One reason I got such a good look was because he sat in behind the kit with Impending Doom, whose own drummer is out of commission. The style of drumming on Impending Doom’s more-deathcore-oriented songs is totally different from what Phil normally does with Revocation, but he killed it.

And speaking of killing it, that’s what Impending Doom did. Heavy as the heaviest fuck. Bludgeoning as a Teutonic mace to the back of your skull. Getting covered over in the bridge-collapsing sound was yet another reminder that this kind of music is 10 times better when experienced live than on recordings (and I like Impending Doom’s records, too, mind you). They played a new song from an album that’s due sometime early next year, and it’s one of their best yet. I’m pretty sure that’s when I tore the first of my neck ligaments.

How ’bout one more Chimaira tune? Another one of my favorite Chimaira tracks from last night’s show:

“Nothing Remains”

[audio:https://www.nocleansinging.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/01-Nothing-Remains-Album-Version.mp3|titles=Chimaira – Nothing Remains (Album Version)]

  16 Responses to “FUCK YOUR POWER TRIP”

  1. I wish I had one of those packs for after shows. My neck is always ridiculously sore the day after. Also, my arms, from throwing up the horns.

    • I swear by the NCS neck brace. The heated gel packs relax the neck muscles and the vodka eliminates all remaining pain, along with all other feeling.

      • I wonder if I could rig one up with a hooka, to smoke a certain substance that is very good at making me not care about pain. (The substance is green.)

        • I don’t see why not. Just substitute the hooka tube for the Stoli straw.

          • Excellent. *kaff kaff*

            • I love me some hookah. It’s also good for smoking other things – I have some really nice flavored hookah tobacco (shishah? I forget how to spell it) and I was told to try putting various kinds of liqueurs or other kinds of booze in the bottle. Great way to wind down.

              • Man, I agree. I’ve only used a hookah a couple times (I don’t own one myself), and it even makes normal smoking tobacco such a mellow experience. When something has remained in use for centuries, if not millennia, there’s a good chance there’s something to it.

      • I’ll have to remember that…I was popping Advil like candy the night I saw Amon Amarth

  2. My friend loves Chimaria. But he’s a good 10 years younger. As an old fart I can’t get into them. I lift my nose up at them as a old school elitist πŸ™‚

    And lay off the hookah nonsense. Cancer = less money = less shows = less CD’s to experience

    • I think you’re beyond “old fart” and into “curmudgeon”.

      • I bet he stands on his front porch, shaking his fist and yelling at the kids to stay of his lawn.

        • I live in Florida, so the lawn is the size of a postage stamp (even smaller in the front). so very little for the kids to stand on. πŸ˜›

          And I’m very hot and cold. I usually love or hate things. Very little “in between” with me. LOL

    • Damn. I wish you’d been around when I started smoking at age 16. If I’d only known.

      • I would have put a beat down on yo ass. LOL

        The wife was a casual smoker when we started dating and I put an end to that real fast. I bitched and moaned and whined and complained that she had to other choice but to submit to my desires. That’s also part of my charm πŸ˜›

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