Only You Can Free Yourself: A Sort of Review of the Today Is the Day Show at the 5th Quarter Lounge, Indianapolis, IN, 09.09.15

Cathartic. Intense. Passionate. Heavy. Loud as fuck. These are a few of the words I’m able to string together off the top of my head as I sit down to write about Today Is the Day’s absolutely flawless performance in Indianapolis on Wednesday, September 9, 2015.

All the cool kids were apparently at the Murat Theater for the Motörhead show that night, but the few people who chose to visit the 5th Quarter Lounge instead were treated to a show they are not likely to forget anytime soon. Vocalist/guitarist/founder Steve Austin poured his heart and soul out all over that room, and drummer Douglas Andrae and bassist Trevor Thomas formed a completely impenetrable wall of rhythm to help drive Austin’s demented vision straight into my very core. “Professionalism” is another word that has been rolling around in my mind since the show; I have no doubt that if the place had been sold out, the performance would’ve been exactly the same. A lot of people in a lot of different lines of work could certainly learn a thing or two from the professionalism on display there.

Quick backstory: Mrs. Stay Heavy and myself had every intention of attending the Motörhead show, as mentioned previously in these pages, but when Lemmy’s health took a turn for the worse and they started cancelling shows and cutting them short not long before their scheduled Indianapolis stop, we decided to not get tickets. In addition, the Murat Theater is a less than ideal venue for a band like Motörhead; it’s the kind of place that Chris Isaak plays, and I can’t really imagine seeing Motörhead in a fancypants seated theater-type venue. At any rate, Today Is the Day added a show in Philadelphia and a show in Indy on their way to Salt Lake City, where they are set to kick off their tour with Abigail Williams tonight, and even though my wife is not quite into such extreme sounds, she knew I really wanted to go, and she agreed to join me, and that’s just one of the many reasons why she is such an amazing human being.

The venue appears to be located in a former church, or perhaps a YMCA – a basketball court remains upstairs (and was definitely in use throughout the night), and the men’s room was very much also a usable locker room, which I imagine works out well for touring bands who find themselves in need of a shower. It was a pretty sweet venue for a show of this nature, and I am very much looking forward to seeing D.R.I. there later this month. It had that familiar dive bar funk to it, pool tables off to the side, and the drinks were priced right.

View of the venue from the li'l parking lot across the street.

View of the venue from the li’l parking lot across the street.

We walked in and scoped out the room, and when I noticed the TItD merch station, I went over to take in the amazing t-shirt selection. No one was behind the table yet, so I turned around to wander back to the missus, when a longhaired fella who looked familiar to me said “Hi! Who are you?” “I’m Joel,” I replied, and MSH introduced herself, and he said “I’m Mike, I’m in (opening band) Photian Schism. Thanks for coming out tonight.” I told him I saw his band open for Death Angel Continue reading

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Bear Witness to the Genesis of the Violence

In the interest of keeping things current-ish, I decided to pop in and mention that I’ve been enjoying the fuck out of the new Exodus album, Blood In Blood Out.  I can’t imagine that anyone reading isn’t up to date on the ongoing dramatic saga of this Bay Area Thrash Metal powerhouse, or maybe you are not, but either way, I’ma skip that for now and just say the following:

Blood In Blood Out will almost certainly be my favorite album released this year.

– “Salt the Wound”, the song featuring a guest guitar solo from Exodus co-founder Kirk Hammett, is easily the weakest track on the album, and I’ve been considering making a copy for the car wherein I delete the offending track.

– Knowing what a formidable voice/presence previous vocalist Rob Dukes possesses, and knowing that the album was written and recorded while he was in the band, I rrrrrreeeeeeaaaaaalllllly wanna hear it with Dukes.  Because while I grew up with Zetro-era Exodus, and while I generally enjoy Zetro’s voice, I can’t help but think these songs would sound even more punishing with Dukes’ rabid barking, rather than Zetro’s Cobra-Commander-in-the-throes-of-rage delivery.

– The title track and “Body Harvest” will not leave my head.

Here’s a video:

I will eventually get around to actually reviewing the album, in case anyone other than me cares.

I’ve also been listening to the new Today Is the Day album (Animal Mother) quite a bit.  I’m relatively new to this band, and have only heard three albums now, but I can confidently say that Animal Mother is a beautiful and brilliant noisy headfuck of an album, and will likely be my second-favorite album from 2014.

Here’s a video (don’t watch/listen this too close to bed time):

Also the new(est) Coffinworm (IV.I.VIII) is still jangling up my nerves in the best possible way.

Listen:

Aside from that, I’ve been listening to Agnostic Front a bit these days, for the first time in a while.  I especially like Liberty and Justice For… (1987).

This album is short enough to listen to in its entirety in one sitting:

In other news, I’m sad that baseball season and Halloween are over.

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More things will come eventually, but that’s all for today.  Stay heavy, brothers and sisters.