Showing posts with label San Diego. Show all posts
Showing posts with label San Diego. Show all posts

Monday, June 13, 2011

Fear Factory at Brick by Brick

Once again I went to another great concert at Brick by Brick, by the time I got to the venue Under the Stone, Fury Never Fades and Aenea had already played and Pagan Metal band Helsott was on stage. I remembered I saw them on the Death Angel show some months ago and no way of mistaking Eric Dow (vocals), they have a devoted following who knew their songs and kept the mosh pit going.

Eric Dow/Vocals,  Mark Dow-Guitar/Vocals, Richard Dow/Bass

Eric Dow-Vocals, Mark Dow-Guitar/Vocals, Cassie Morris-Keys/Vocals,
Richard Dow-Bass, Cooper "Imploder" Dustman-Drums




Next was Death Metal band Pinhed who use masks to play on stage. I could not find too much about them online, other than their MySpace page, where you can check out their songs and an 18 minute video of a concert in Texas. I was impressed by how clear the vocals came out of the lead singer Mask of Chaos in spite of the huge mask he wears. They did a good show and the music is not bad at all!



Mask of Chaos/Guitar & Vocals




Finally it was Fear Factory, here I have to confess I've never been a big fan of them and don't know their songs, but not anymore...they're freaking awesome on stage. There is the energy they bring, but the way they connect to the metal heads. I was one person away from the stage in the area where Dino Cazares played in, at every song he came all the way to the edge and played inches away from us. It's been a long time since I've seen Brick by Brick this packed, the mosh pit was brutal and everyone sang in the right spots. They had a good combination of old and new songs.

I haven't felt that kind of energy in a concert in some time, and even FF said so at the concert and on to their Facebook page:

"Wow!!! San Diego you people were amazing the show was fucking killer at the Brick by Brick last night . We can not wait to come back . Thank you San Diego."

At one point Burton showed us a bra that had been thrown on stage...unfortunately it was a B cup, so the guys were not very impressed. Almost at the end of the show, the stopped playing, asked for tequila shots and refused to keep playing until they came. In the meantime they told very bad jokes to force us to get them that tequila faster. Too bad I didn't get pictures of those moments.

So whether you like them or not, this is a band you have to see live! After the concert they just went to mingle with the fans and lots of us got to take pics with them. In my case, I got one with Dino!

Byron Stroud / Bass


Dino Cazares / Guitars

Burton C. Bell / Vocals

With Dino on the background

The Mosh Pit

Gene Hoglan / Drums

A PACKED Brick by Brick


After the show with Dino!


Thursday, February 24, 2011

To Violently Vomit Disgorge @ Ruby Room, SD, CA - 03/26/2011

Metal Swap Meet? In my vicinity?

When we speak of a Swap Meet you usually remember the song with the same name from Nirvana or you think about this:

Meh...

So how about we spiced this on a bowl of satanic invocations, black, really fucking heavy music and people selling you what you actually want?

Exhibit A, fucking "metal" disco ball

This dream has been alive now for two years and it is going to keep up hopefully for many, many, many more years to come. From what I understand we will be living this experience again on April 23rd and you can keep connected with them at their Facebook.

Flyer below just in case you want more info on what's up with the Metal Swap Meet.

Illuminati anyone?

Thursday, January 6, 2011

A couple more concerts for 2011

Comeback Kid, Madball, Cruel Hand (See a pattern here?), plus guests!
January 20th - SOMA, San Diego

Motorhead with Clutch:
January 31 · 7:00pm - 10:00pm / House of Blues, San Diego

Accept with Sabaton (OH DEAR GOD YES):
Saturday, April 30 · 6:30pm - 11:30pm / House of Blues, San Diego

So Far, So Good, So What!
-Vico Surge

Friday, November 19, 2010

Concert Forecast of 2011

So I have been checking the upcoming concerts for 2011 and for the moment these are some of the concerts I'm planning to go and that YOU should also go to.

Kataklysm: March 9 - SOMA, San Diego
Supporting Bands:
All Shall Perish
Decrepit Birth
Conducting from the Grave
Abysmal Dawn

Eluveitie: February 18, Key Club, Los Angeles/Hollywood
Supporting Bands:
3 inches of Blood
Holy Grail
System Divide

Ensiferium: February 9, Ramona Mainstage, Ramona
Supporting Bands:
Finntroll
Rotten Sound
Barren Earth

Gamma Ray: February 1, Key Club, Los Angeles/Hollywood
Supporting Bands:
Shadows Entwined
Exile
Axe Hammer

Deicide: March 9, Brick by Brick, San Diego
Supporting Bands:
Delphegor

More to come as I continue to scavenge the net for more delicious metal!

Friday, November 12, 2010

Bring Me The Horizon @ SOMA, SD - 10/30/2010

This is a delayed review but wow, wait, BMTH? What the fuck?

Yeah, I listen to some really heavy bands but I also listen to some weird shit, check YouTube for Verka Serduchka, and this is one of the cases.

As usual it was a whole fucking adventure to get there and unfortunately we missed August Burns Red because of this but oh well I'll pay the tickets next time for that one.

Bring Me The Horizon.

I'm going to be completely honest, I felt as if I was REALLY out of fucking place at that concert. When more than 10% of the population inside a room is from the opposite sex shit becomes weird, it is even more awkward when some are really pretty and dressed as if they were going to a prom or some such. Also most of said population was WAY shorter than me, even men were shorter than me, and the fact that I was wearing my Brujeria T-Shirt made me feel awkward but hey they can all fuck off if they care so much about that.

Once the lights went off BMTH came into stage and then, GASP, Oliver Sykes which is the ugliest son of a bitch I've seen and I'm not talking about his skinny physique, I'm talking about the retarded amount of tattoos that hold no business there, I wouldn't be surprised if he had a tattoo on his dick. Now don't get me wrong folks I don't have anything against tattoing your ass since it's yours in the end but I do have a problem when you do your entire body from head to toes, it is fucking disgusting and horrible, oh my god I still have some sense of decency inside me... no wait that was a gag reflex since I'm trying not to vomit just thinking about it.

Speaking about that, you know what's also weird, the smell at the concert.

It wasn't sweat, someone taking a shit on their pants, or pot for that matter, it was perfume. Yes I shit you not and for me, as a head banger, this is weird since I'm already used to all the other fancy aromas in the air but not this particular one which obviously leads you to think the chicks are only there to see Oliver Sykes and not the music, BIG FUCKING DUH.

And that is disappointing because there are some really great songs believe or not like Football Season is Over, Diamonds aren't Forever, The Comedown, Pray for Plagues, just to name a few which just make me want to jump all over the place and run in circles while yelling the lyrics at the top of my lungs... BUT NO, YOU CAN'T DO THAT BECAUSE BOY, THIS IS HARDCORE DANCE CENTRAL. Again another perfect opportunity for a circle pit blown to shit by some little turd flinging his arms around and dropping some karate/tae-kwan-do kicks. There were some pits that assembled but they quickly diminished because, you guessed it, hardcore kids were dancing in the middle of everything.

Fucking damn it kids, stop it and stop it right now, you're ruining everyones fun and no, you don't look fucking hardcore you just look like a retard that should be smacked in the face.

In the end it was a decent concert, only eight songs which is not great but not horrible either and at least they played some of their classics so it compensates.

I give it 8 out of 10 because, regardless if you played classics or not, the concert wasn't long enough, in my oponion, and as much as Oliver Sykes wanted he could not get his infamous SOMA wide circle pit. Also the purple t-shirts with a bear... you have an album with a chick holding her intestines with both hands which is rightly called Suicide Seasons and you sell a fucking purple t-shirt with a bear. Get shit straight man!

Vico out.