Boston death/thrash metallers Revocation are currently traveling the U.S. in support of their recently released third album

The war machine of our tour package keeps on turning, and cities lay decimated in our wake. Or at least slightly hungover. After hitting the west coast, the ball busting drives finally eased up, which means party time for Revocation. Portland was next in line, and we fucking love Portland. We got to kick it with the head of Relapse, which is always a fun time, and hit up his amazing pizza place “Sizzle Pie.”  I’m usually skeptical of West Coast pizza, but this shit is seriously legit. Also went to the famous “Voodoo Doughnuts,” and got a box of a dozen that would make Homer Simpson jizz in his pants. I know you’re probably all thinking, How do Revocation manage to stay looking so amazing all the time with a diet like that? Well, I’ll tell you how: we exercise. That’s right. We pump iron. Hard. The road can kick your ass, so we make sure to stay in peak physical condition with a strict regiment of cardio and strength building. Here’s an exercise I came up with myself.

We made our way down the coast, and morale was high. We stopped by the Boardwalk, in Orangevale, California, and got to work with my favorite soundguy in the U.S., Claude. Not only does he share my love of Judas Priest, but also my love of philosophy: “Women are like frying pans, ya gotta heat ‘em up before ya put the meat in.” A true prophet.

The next day we were in L.A., playing the famous Key Club. We were pumped because that was the one remaining iconic club on the sunset strip that we hadn’t played (the other two being the Whisky and the Roxy). One thing that I was wondering about was why Steel Panther wasn’t playing the Key Club that night, given that it was a Monday and they have had a residency there for years and years. My wonder quickly turned to ejaculatory joy, when I heard that they had shifted over to the House of Blues, and were playing that night after our set! Fuck yeah!!! We got in touch with our management, and they even set us up on the list. Steel Panther were supposed to go on at 10:30, so we rushed over there, only to wait until literally midnight for them to go on. Any other band and I would be pissed, but making a crowd wait an hour and a half for you to go on is a rock n’ roll douchebag move of the highest caliber, and it only made me love them more.

So fucking good.

Afterwards we stopped by the Rainbow and grabbed a drink with a few of the Chimaira dudes. If you can get past the traffic, smog, and really strange people, L.A. can be an awesome place. Plus you can run into people like this:

You can really see how excited [futureusgalleryRon Jeremy] was to hang out with us. A couple days after that, we were in Dallas, which means only one thing: titties. After the show we booked it over to the Clubhouse, which I’m sure everyone knows is Vinnie Paul’s strip club. We got in free because of our tour laminates, and the debauchery began. As an added bonus, Anthrax and Testament had also played Dallas that night, and were all hanging out at the Clubhouse with Vinnie! Unfortunately by the time we got there they were all heading out, so we just settled for getting excessively drunk and throwing dollars at chicks buttholes. Still a good time!

Well that about does it for this installment of “Phil’s road to liver failure.” Check back soon for my final update, as you won’t want to miss the awesome pics of our Halloween show. Later!

Boston death/thrash metallers Revocation are currently traveling the U.S. in support of their recently released third album

Hi all. Phil here with another tour blog update. Shit has gotten kooky on the road since last time. Definitely wanna thank Jägermeister for hooking it up, it’s been a fun time with them sponsoring the tour. Plus, we get new hot Jäger girls at every show dishing out shots. And the groupies have been out of control! They’ve been clawing at our van windows when we pull into venues, and we need security to walk through them. We have been cleaning up, I mean look at this shit.

After all these years we’re finally living the rock-star dream.

The shows have been great, and all the bands and crew have been even cooler than we had first hoped. Also, now that we’re a ways into the tour, the bands are all well-oiled machines. We’re a caravan of road hardened warriors of rock, fueled by booze and weed, traveling through the wastelands to dominate the masses with brutality. Here’s a picture of us looking cool.

Just when everyone was getting fully settled into tour mode, we hit a little bump in the road. Btown, the drummer of Impending Doom, broke his hand. Fucking major bummer! They were pretty much up shit creek without a paddle, so I agreed to fill in on drums for them for the rest of tour. Double duty! I only had one day to learn their songs before our show in Denver. I definitely haven’t been that stressed at a show in a long time, and it didn’t help when I completely butchered certain parts of the set. We managed to make our way through it though, and at least left the crowd only partially covered in diarrhea.

Since then, shit has been fine, and it’s back to business as usual. Playing Studio Seven tonight in Seattle. Should be a good time as a bunch of our friends are coming out, and the sound at this venue is fucking crushing. Come by and say “Hi” to our merch guy Pete (below). He’s been known to accept handjobs for CDs, so don’t be shy. See ya!

Boston death/thrash metallers Revocation are currently traveling the U.S. in support of their recently released third album Chaos of Forms (Relapse), on the Jägermeister Presents tour with Chimaira (see all the dates here). Beginning with this post, drummer Phil Dubois-Coyne is keeping a blog for us so we don’t miss out on anything that goes down, both onstage and off. You can read part one right here and don’t forget to check back to Revolvermag.com over the coming weeks for further installments.

Whats up everybody! Phil from Revocation here, giving you guys a little inside look at our U.S. tour with Chimaira and Impending Doom.

We started the tour with a bang, driving 12 straight hours on our way to Kent, Ohio! Wooo!!! We got to the venue early the next morning and met all the dudes we would be spending the next month with. Everybody is cool as hell, and almost everyone seems like they party, so, if things go the way I expect, it should be a very blurry month. The show was sweet and everyone killed it. A few minor technical difficulties, but that’s always the way the first show is. Everyone started feeling much better after hanging with a rep from Jägermeister for a few hours, and good times were had by all.

Woke up the next day and went to check out a potential new touring vehicle.

Unfortunately we were a few intergalactic credits short. Oh well, off to Baltimore!

Baltimore is always a great time because we know so many people there. After a swanky dinner of Maryland crab, we ripped our set, then slammed Natty Bohs and caught up with old friends. Also my experiment to see how tattoos heal on the road was a success. Results: infected!

Sorry, Paul, looks like all hells breakin’ loose in the form of a flesh eating staff infection! At least its not permanent. To Philly!

Philly is also always a fun city, and we were super pumped this time because we were playing the super sweet Trocadero, where Lamb of God filmed their Killadelphia DVD. The club is in the heart of Chinatown, and we had a badass dinner of hand drawn noodle soup. Our friends in Relapse came out to show some love, and we had a few drinks with a couple of the dudes from Baroness. It’s cool when a band you dig is also into you.

Woke up and had a heart-healthy breakfast at the famous John’s Roast Pork, which has the most boner-inducing cheesesteaks in the world. Fuck you, arteries!

Unfortunately we had a 13-hour drive to Joliet, so we didn’t get to pay homage to the mighty Rocky statue. Luckily we have a day off, so it’s time for a full day of driving, which means a shitload of Kiss and Howard Stern. Not the best way to spend a day off, but not the worst. Check back soon for updates, and make sure to come out and rip it with us when we come through your city. Let’s get weird!