Sunday, August 02, 2009
The Leaving Time.
Screengrab from this.
Repulsion played first on Friday night, and they were so good that I left when they were done. It was legendary to say the least. Pig Destroyer and Brutal Truth could have played the gigs of their lives and it wouldn't have touched this. It's kind of like knowing when to stop looking at art. That one last gallery can kill an entire afternoon. I was out, with nothing but Death and profit.
Oh, and one last note. Predictably, bodies were flying from the first blast beat 'til the last. Whatever. But 35 year old dude, when you stage dive, you gotta get air. Otherwise it's just stage rolling.