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Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Heavens blaze forth the death of princes

On Saturday night, I chugged along to see Wellington's own world-famous doom-metal outfit Black Boned Angel (at Scottish mailorder outlet Volcanic Tongue; Salient review) at a little venue in Newtown called Uproar.

Here is a little animation of "lead guitarist"* Campbell Kneale playing his guitar during the show. It runs at about 4x speed (yes, that does mean he was "thrashing" really really really slowly).

The venue is actually underground, in a local grindcore band's practice space. It has a 'stud' of about 6'5" and is the coolest practice space I've ever seen. The entire place is thoroughly soundproofed with mattresses, old couches, egg-trays and the works, all painted black and stapled or otherwise affixed to the wall; very professional.

My ears are still ringing, though.

*a little joke: as in he leads, and James (right) follows.

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I take it you've seen the article in this week's Listener?
Yeah....... and my post today references that. This post is from August 2006 -- I added a tag to it earlier and the Wellingtonista google aggregation picked it up again as a new post :(
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