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Live Report: Behemoth, Goatwhore, 1349, Inquisition, and Black Crown Initiate in New York City

Chris Krovatin is the author of three young adult novels, Heavy Metal & You, Venomous, and Gravediggers: Mountain of Bones. He is currently working on multiple new writing projects, as well as new material with his local New York metal band Flaming Tusk. He is a contributing writer for Revolver and generally comes off as a good-natured pain in everyone’s collective ass. This piece below represents his opinions–and probably only his opinions.

Behemoth with 1349, Goatwhore, Inquisition, and Black Crown Initiate

Irving Plaza, New York City, 4/19/2014

  • Moment when I started celebrating 4/20: Friday at 5:45.
  • Current state: Wha…what? Huh? Sorry, just…
  • Time when a line first begins stretching out of Irving Plaza’s front entrance: 4:30.
  • Doors: 6:00.
  • So obviously: I have to go drinking around the corner to wait for things to die down.
  • Time I enter the venue: 6:15.
  • Crowd status: Already pretty packed! Man, this tour is sold out.
  • Inspiring things viewed at the urinal: A poster for the upcoming events including big-name shows—Riff Raff and Miley Cyrus—and seeing that Behemoth is the only one with ‘Sold Out’ listed next to it.
  • First up: Black Crown Initiate.
  • Sounds like: Satanic death metal with clear vocal parts and strange progressive moments.
  • Description from BCI’s Bandcamp: “The sound of a sentient being at war with itself and everything else.”
  • Interesting: Because that’s not quite what I’m getting here.
  • Sonic observation: Rarely do bands on this kind of tour get so into their wah pedals.
  • Overall: Not my cup of tea, but these guys seem OK.
  • What might help: Is a tall boy of Bud Light.
  • Price of a 25oz Bud Light at Irving Plaza: $14.
  • Things I could have spend $14 dollars on: The rent, my education, charity.
  • Number of tall boys consumer: Three.
  • Next up: Inquisition from Colombia.
  • Sounds like: Esoteric black metal without too much fancy artistry. Great breakdowns.
  • Notable band fact: Inquisition are a two piece, but sound like they could be a four-piece.
  • Subject matter fact: This is one of those black-metal bands who are super obsessed with the cosmos, and cosmic energy, and anti-cosmic tendencies, and dark matter and all that shit.
  • How such bands differentiate from other black-metal bands: Just different names for Satan.
  • Notable stage set-up of the night: Behemoth’s covered drum riser looms over the other bands like some sort of dark satanic monolith.
  • Speed at which party brownie was consumed: Hastily.
  • Favorite battlejacket of the night: The one with the Demilitia patch on the back.
  • What the fuck: Who else owns a Demilitia patch? I’m amazed!
  • Merch complaint of the night: No 1349 patches? Booo.
  • Interesting listing fact: The venue has “bleeped” out the ‘whore’ in ‘Goatwhore.’
  • Sad fact about mankind: You can talk about Inquisitions all your want, just not whores.
  • Now we have: Goatwhore from New Orleans.
  • Sounds like: Brawny blackened death metal, like Celtic Frost and Possessed started working out together.
  • General consensus: Goatwhore are pretty good recorded, but kick fucking ass live.
  • Frontman observation: Goatwhore singer Ben Falgoust is like some sort of terrifying sinew-demon.
  • Thoughts on new Goatwhore song played tonight: Man, since “Apocalyptic Havoc” blew up, these guys are really going for that old-school thrash vibe.
  • That said: “Apocalyptic Havoc” still rules.
  • Worst problem with Irving Plaza: No re-entry.
  • Not even for press: “Oh, you’re press? Yeah, go for it--why not?”
  • Moral of this story: Life ain’t fair.
  • Now we’ve got: 1349 from Norway.
  • Sounds like: The blackest of black metal, violent and straightforward and brutal.
  • Favorite get-up­ within the band: Bassist Seidemann’s cultist hood.
  • Classic track of the night: “I Am Abomination.”
  • Thoughts on new song “Slaves”: Wow, also really thrashy. Man, these black-metal bands are really trying to get back to their roots, huh?
  • Facial observation: No one’s doing corpsepaint as well as 1349.
  • Surprising crowd reaction: The sheer amount of weed being smoked right now. Really? During a band like 1349?
  • How’s that brownie treating you: We never really notice colors, you know? They’re everywhere, and their beautiful, but we never stop and think about the shapes they create.
  • Ho boy: The red lights above 1349’s stage set are like the glittering ruby eyes of the Devil…wait, who am I talking to?
  • Me: But, but you’re me, so we’re talking to…oh man, I’m freaking the fuck out.
  • And now: Behemoth, from Poland.
  • Sounds like: Great columns in an ancient temple cracking and toppling in the presence of the Devil.
  • Style note: Behemoth frontman Nergal’s new spiked hood would give Seidemann a run for his money.
  • Musical note: The band opens with “Blow Your Trumpet, Gabriel” from their incredible new record The Satanist.
  • Classic tracks played: “Christians To The Lions,” “As Above, So Below.”
  • Further style notes: Man, the band in general looks terrifying. They’re these hulking guitar-wielding black magicians dedicated to violent darkness.
  • Incredible encore closer: The band’s new classic “O Father, O Satan, O Sun.”
  • Incredible encore moment: The lights coming back on midway through the final breakdown to reveal the band clad in obsidian masks of typhonic beasts.
  • And then: O Lion-Serpent Sun, The Beast that whirlest forth, a thunder- bolt, begetter of Life! Thou that flowest! Thou that goest! Thou Satan-Sun, Hadith, that goest without Will!
    Thou Air, breath, spirit! Thou without bound or bond!Thou Essence, air swift-streaming, Elasticity! Thou Wanderer, Father of All! Thou Wanderer, Spirit of All! Hear me, and make all Spirits subject unto me; so that every spirit of the Firmament and of the Ether; upon the Earth and under the Earth, on dry land and in the water; of Whirling Air, and of rushing Fire, and every Spell and Scourge of God may be obedient unto Me! Thou spiritual Sun: Satan, Thou Eye, Thou Lust! Cry aloud! Cry aloud! Whirl the Wheel, O my Father, O Satan, O Sun!
  • What happened: I sort of blacked out there for a second, saw a vision of a great hand lifting our dimension in front of a slavering maw.
  • Ah, well: Can’t have been that important.
  • Amount of smoke inhaled upon returning home: Enough to incapacitate five people.
  • Amount of take-out ordered: See above.


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