General aroma of Webster Hall: Resin-soaked beard.
Number of beards present at Webster Hall: 4,237.
Number of flannel shirts present: 1,482.
Number of dudes wearing the same bootleg Slayer shirt as me: Four. One of us is going to have to change.
• Sounds like: A collection of walk-on music for the meanest fucking wrestler in the world.
• Where do Black Label Society sit in a movie theater: Wherever the fuck they feel like.
General state of the crowd at the Knitting Factory: Hairy.
Chris Krovatin is the author of the young-adult novels Heavy Metal & You and Venomous, as well as Revolvermag.com's “Final Six” blog. The latter book was the inspiration for Deadlocke, a one-shot published by Dark Horse Comics. He is also the vocalist New York sludge-metal band Flaming Tusk. Feel free to follow him on Twitter (@bloodinmystool), but honestly, it’s mostly just dick and weed jokes.
On Sunday, I went to the Gwar (left), who played with Dirge Within and Mobile Deathcamp. I brought my girlfriend with me. Here’s what happened:
General smell of the room before Corpse: Beer-sweat, kielbasa, and cheap plastic.
“The Black Dahlia Murder (left) is everywhere: They just chill in the crowd and outside, talking to fans and watching the music. That’s pretty old-school. Young Metallica would do that.
Young Metallica: That’s right, I said it.”
Words to get used to if you want to be a metal journalist: “You’re not on the list.”
Check under Revolver: “Yeah, we get it. You’re not on here.”
Number of editors contacted: Two.