Our favorite holiday? Easy: Halloween. We’re eagerly counting down the days to All Hallows Eve, and we’re doing it by enlisting some of our favorite rockers to select the “most metal” fright flicks of all time. So check back right here at RevolverMag.com every day until the big, bad scariest one of them all. Read below to see Deicide and Order of Ennead drummer Steve Asheim’s picks.
Re-Animator
“A classic from the ’80s. I grew up then so I have a certain fondness for stuff from that period. It’s a mad-scientist/undead tale of sacrificing all for self-righteousness and sinister gains. Gruesome yet comedic! Part 2
From Beyond
“Again from the ’80s, with a lot of the same cast from the Re-Animator movies. Again, the mad scientist and the quest for knowledge that knows no bounds, moral or otherwise. And asking the question: ‘What lies beyond, in the other realms, the other plains of existence?’”
Session 9
“A newer film, from ’04, I think. It’s cool because it’s a blend of psychotic and supernatural, and you’re never quite sure which you’re dealing with because you’re not sure if it’s real or if it’s all in your mind. It’s not particularly gory but is pretty gruesome. I watched it with my girlfriend at the time and she had to leave the room at the end. Also, it reminds me a bit of the The Shining as far as locations and the creepiness it conveys.”
The Old Dark House
“A great horror film from long ago, 1931, I think. I like it because it reminds me that, even that long ago, there were some really creepy people out there, just like today. I think today there’s just more of them. But the film is just a dark, sinister tale of madness, seclusion, and violence…obviously topics that are timeless. I like old films. The original Dracula and Frankenstein and others… There’s a very cool historical significance to them for me.”
Day of the Dead
“Of all the ‘zombie’ or ‘…of the Dead’ movies, this one’s my favorite. I just like the concept of a nation or worldwide occurrence like the ‘undead’ and how you’d go about taking care of it. You know, tactically and logistically, the clean up and aftermath.”
“It’s obvious to me why these films are all appealing to the ‘metal’ types. Because they all seem to deal with topics of humanity and it’s darker core fundamentals. Greed, lust, obsession, murder, defiance, self-deprivation, and preservation, etc. The things we all, as metalheads, know exist, that most people would rather act like don’t exist, things that most people are afraid to face in others and in themselves. Confronting these things and knowing them, to me, is what is ‘metal’ about these movies and the people who enjoy them.”
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Working on Chimaira’s new album The Age of Hell got frontman Mark Hunter thinking about the world below; where all the sinners go after their bodies turn to worm food. When we asked the singer–who’s interviewed in the new issue of Revolver, available everywhere on August 16 or online right here right now)–to give us a list for this site, he contemplated revealing the five most hellish moments of his life, but decided he didn’t want to get so personal. Instead, he put together a list of his five favorite albums with “Hell” in the title. What, no Heaven and Hell by Black Sabbath or Hello, I Must be Going by Phil Collins?
Pantera, Cowboys From Hell (1990)
Venom, Welcome to Hell (1981)
Slayer, Hell Awaits (1985)
Deicide, To Hell With God (2011)
Gwar, Hell-O (1988)
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Chris “Shinsplints” Krovatin is the author of two young adult novels, Heavy Metal & You and Venomous. 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.
On February 21, I saw Deicide with Blackgaurd, Neuraxis, Pathology, and Carcinogen at Gramercy Theatre in NYC. Here’s what I saw.
First Deicide album this reporter owned: Serpents of the Light.
Number of times this reporter has seen Deicide live: Zero. This is a first for me.
Number of Deicide fans it takes to screw in a lightbulb: Go fuck yourself.
Old fuck moment: Man, we made fun of Deicide a lot back in the day for writing album after album about the same damn thing. Who knew they’d just get better?
Band playing upon arrival: Carcinogen from Long Island.
Sounds like: Pretty standard death metal.
How standard: At one point, the singer was just yelling, “YOU’LL BE…DEAD!” while swiping his hand across his throat. Like that.
Still: The lead singer’s wearing a Nile Black Seeds of Vengeance shirt. That’s cool.
Lame merch situation: Deicide appear to be mostly sold out of their only two good shirts. Lame.
What am I gonna do: Get the one with the gargoyle on it?
Deicide’s merch guy: Fattest biker you’ve ever seen.
Next we have: Pathology from San Diego.
Sounds like: Ultra-grunty gore metal with melodic interludes.
Strangest stage routine: Pathology singer Jonathan Huber stalking to one side of the stage and back with his hands down at his sides. Huh?
Hard balance to strike: When do gore metal vocals go beyond having lyrics? If this dude’s trying to actually say things, I can’t understand word one.
Counter-argument: Lots of people say that about metal, period.
Back patch of the night: The dude in the Anthrax Spreading the Disease vest. Old-school bastard.
Wait: Have I given that guy a shout-out before?
Rule of thumb for the night: Apparently the best way to worship Satan is to be an overweight scowler with a pinch-faced midget for a girlfriend.
Hey: I’m down.
Ballsiest shirt choice of the night: The guy in the Stryper shirt.
Favorite old-school Glen Benton story: Apparently, Benton sat down for a short conversation with Euronymous back before the Mayhem guitarist was murdered. The conversation was mostly Euronymous declaring metal “true” or “false” and Benton responding, “…okay.”
Favorite photo of Glen Benton: The one where he’s tripping mushrooms waving around a tricycle.
Now we have: Neuraxis from Montreal.
Sounds like: Imagine a jet engine made with rusty razor blades being fed the writhing insane.
Tech-death stage move: Three sets of hair windmilling at once, in the same direction. Amazingly choreographed.
Realization: Neuraxis frontman Alex LeBlanc seems like a really good dude. His stage banter is jolly as fuck.
Time spent setting up Blackguard’s drum kit: Fifteen, 20 minutes. Seems like forever.
Oh, fuck it: I’m sitting with the other old fucks. Oh man, that’s comfortable.
And honestly: Do I have to be standing for Blackguard?
On that note: Blackguard, also from Montreal.
Wait: Are we thinking of the same Blackguard? They’re on this tour?
Sounds like: Some pirates listened to some Soilwork? I guess. With more keyboards. So.
Bold move of the night: Blackguard vocalist Paul Zinay mouthing off at the crowd. “Dragonforce rule by the way…yeah, you and me, guy. After this.”
Come on, man: You’ve got a New York Deicide crowd trying to deal with pirate metal instead of Belphegor. Be cool.
Number of audience members witnessed wearing huge Satanic jewelry: At least ten.
Number of reporters in the photo pit for Carcinogen: Just me. It was vast.
Number of reporters in the photo pit for Deicide: No more than five. Still vast. Kind of awesome, kind of lame.
Percentage of audience ready to cut out their still-beating hearts in the name of Satan: 666%.
And now, ladies and gentlemen: Fucking Deicide from fucking Florida.
Why try? World dies! Christ hides: When Satan rules his world.
Sounds like: A massive behooved demon, mouth wide with fanged malevolence, punching through the Empire State Building and and lapping the mangled bodies and rubble off of his arm. Then he drops the grossest deuce imaginable onto St. Patrick’s Cathedral before having sex with Lady Liberty.
Number of times Glen Benton has branded an inverted cross into his forehead: Seven or eight, I think, at this point. Does it matter?
Favorite stage banter: “I’ve been told there’s a dude in a Stryper shirt wandering around the crowd…man…good luck getting home.”
Deicide is: A band’s vocalist warning an audience member that he might be murdered for liking Christian metal.
Classic of the night: “Dead By Dawn” off the self-titled debut.
New classic of the night: “Death To Jesus” off of The Stench of Redemption.
Holy shit: This is easily one of the best death metal sets I’ve ever seen.
Question of the night: Where is your God now?
First Deicide show ever: A smashing success.
To the guy in the Stryper shirt: Hope you made it out of there, dude.