Sunday 4 July 2010

WOLVES: IN THE THRONE ROOM

I'll begin by justifying that pun title with the following image of Linus, take in the bar area of The Giffard arms, Wolverhampton.


























So we roll up to the
back of the deeply goth Giffard arms and are met by a glamorous vampire lady who informs me that no matter what happens we are to avoid damaging the luxurious velvet curtains that adorn the stage.
Even this portent does naught to quell the surprise when we load into the stage area and discover our performance will take place on the set of Twin Peaks.
The set-up was very professional, with a good PA and engineer team who knew their brutal from their bleak.
We set up quickly and go for a wander around Wolverhampton town- don't forget one of our number is from the Czech republic and is keen to see as much of the UK as a short tour will allow. We take some silly photos outside the big Church and enjoy not being in a van for a bit until It's time to head back to the show and catch the opening act.
Macho Insecurity who played with us the day before are on first (all thanks to me recommending them to Burned Alive promotions) and repeat the adjectives I have used to describe them before etc etc.
Selfless cook up very tasty black-tinged crust, all quality squat tropes and anthemic slogan-choruses (i.e. ........RELIGION!...........FUCK OFF!!!) that hark back to good and proper angry-with-the-world anarcho.
Vicious Bastard bring similar vibes arranged in a more grind fashion, fast-nasty and venomous. As with all the bands tonight I'm very impressed with their sound
, made all the fuller by having five members blasting it out at once.
We roll though our set and bask in the sympathy applause.

This gig was well attended, despite there being world-cuppage available, and a good time was seen to be had by those in attendance.
We didn't bust the curtains up either...
























ABOVE: In heaven, everything is loud.

After the show I thank promoter Paul for the fine job, meet the guy from Police Bastard and try to deal with the fact that we must now drive to Warwick services and sleep in the back of the van.


The poster looked like this:








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