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Revolver's own Stephanie Cabral was on hand to catch all the action for Alice Cooper's stop on November 25 at the Bob Hope Theatre in Stockton, California. Check out the photos she captured for us below–you can also follow her on Twitter and Facebook.
Revolver's own Stephanie Cabral was on hand to catch all the action for Slayer, Suicidal Tendencies and Exodus' stop on November 17 at the LA Forum in Los Angeles. Check out the photos she captured for us below–you can also follow her on Twitter and Facebook.
Winners of the 2014 Revolver Golden God award for Best New Talent, Twelve Foot Ninja are out on the road with In This Moment and Starset. As the band continues to tour in support of their latest album, 'Silent Machine,' they will be blogging about their experiences for Revolver. Watch their video for "Ain't That a Bitch" at the bottom of the post.
Entry by guitarist Stevic MacKay.
Day 11: Omaha
Woke up at the venue and went for an extremely short walk to a bar to film a thank you/encouragement video for everyone who voted for us in the Channel [V] Australian Artist of the year (we made the top 15). We met this bloke out the front who got in a fight in the alley the night before. He was standing around so we invited him to be in the video, which can be seen below. The manager of gave us all a free beer. We saw a squirrel.
Day 12: Kansas City
This venue was the nicest looking theater I think we've played to date. The craftsmanship was like some kinda Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, Michelangelo shit...or any of the great Renaissance mutant painters. The venue was fancy is my point. Jerry Seinfeld and Bill Maher performed there. We rocked our Ninja banner. Even though it could giftwrap an elephant, the sheer size of the venue gave it a Stonehenge Spinal Tap vibe. Gig was cool. We went to an after party with all of the bands and crew on the tour. Dustin from Starset shouted us a round of drinks. I had some kind of energy drink with vodka. Made my face feel like a Tupperware container full of maggots. The party ended up on our bus with the Starset dudes. We drank beers, talked a lot and Ro and I played some "jazz" you know like a plastic bag in the wind—Ze boop! Abap dap! De boop de bap! Russ ordered pizzas from somewhere, buggered if I know where! They just appeared like an apparition. Then Ro, Russ and I ended up walking around the city looking for a bakery. We kept seeing the same guy jogging like a friggin' glitch in the Matrix. He stopped right in front of us and said, "Hello Mr. Anderson." Russ told him to fuck off.
Day 13: Day Off
Most of these journals start with waking up in a new location—this is because that is how every day starts. This time, we found ourselves in a shopping village with a giant Tyrannosaurus-Rex shop. I don't know what they sold. Me and Russ just stood out the front looking at it for ages (Russ & I). There were lots of strategically placed speakers pumping out hypno-retail tunes. It worked, we all bought various shit. Russ and I went to some joint with 150 beers on tap. I drank some pissweak beer cordial. Russ seemed happy with whatever the fuck he bought. I went to Hooters because it was the only place open (seriously). Imagine if other body parts inspired fast food chains. "Chins" – everyone has either a massive chin or multiple chins. You make conversation trying not to stare at their chin. Why bloody not, ey?
Day 14: Springfield, Missouri
Woke up next to Springfield elementary school, which my brain wanted to make look like Springfield elementary school. No matter which way you look at it, it did. That wasn't a typo. The principle from the school came over and asked us if we were Willy Nelson. We all said in perfect unison: "YES!" Damon cooked up a bit of a redneck BBQ with a crazy barking dog soundtrack. A white-haired elderly man hovered over and wanted to demonstrate his natural ability for highly accurate impersonations whilst requesting we do not film him. Unless he was impersonating a weird old guy who does fucking shit impersonations, I'm pretty sure it wasn't any good. A bunch of other folks cruised over and wanted photos and signatures. I don't think they had any idea who we were. Nice people, just not many of those shiny mouth stones what are they fuckin' called???... Teeth? We ended up in a closed Irish bar that let us in because of our Australian accents. More teeth this time.
Day 15: Peoria, Illinois
The day started healthy: Gym, tuna and rice and ended with Steak 'n' Shake. I consumed 1200 calories with a chicken burger and salted pretzel thick shake. These fast food joints are crazy, piss-soaked cesspits of instant satisfaction. Gig was cool. Made me want to buy a gigantic shed one day and make a batlair.
Day 16: Chicago
Walked out of the bus to scenes straight out of Dark Knight, apparently a lot of scenes from the Chris Nolan Batman films were shot in Chicago. Batman is radical. Gig was great, except there was this guy right in the front row pulling these fucking annoying faces throughout our set and defiantly not clapping. I'll attempt to re-enact his annoying face in the pictures. Meanwhile, he watched the entire In This Moment set through his phone and smiling like someone from the Apple store. I gave him the finger. Wish I knew where he worked so I could pull disapproving faces while he threaded the yellow draw cords into bin liners. Ah well, everything else was cool especially the rest of the audience. House of Blues was sick! It was our mate Ben Davies' last night so the dudes took him out to disprove his theory that he is immune to hangovers. I didn't see what happened until the next day we watched his form on Apple TV.
Ozzy, Lemmy, and Halford may still be banging heads and throwing horns in their sixth decades, but metal is at its heart a young person's game. It's brash, reckless music born of youthful rebellion and adolescent angst, driven by raging hormones and demanding a steely stamina. You don't have to be young to make metal, but it sure as hell helps. So here are some of the young hotshots who are leading the way for the next generation of metalheads and taking heavy music boldly forward.
Here are the bands that are leading a new generation of metal. To find out about them, pick up the December issue of Revolver.
Revolver's own Stephanie Cabral was on hand to catch all the action for Arch Enemy, Kreator, Huntress, and Starkill's stop on November 11 at House of Blues in Hollywood, California. Check out the photos she captured for us below–you can also follow her on Twitter and Facebook.
Revolver's own Stephanie Cabral was on hand to catch all the action for Judas Priest and Steel Panther's stop on November 12 at Nokia Live in Los Angeles. Check out the photos she captured for us below–you can also follow her on Twitter and Facebook.
Revolver's own Stephanie Cabral was on hand to catch all the action for King Diamond's headlining stop on Halloween in Los Angeles, California. Check out the photos she captured for us below–you can also follow her on Twitter and Facebook.
Winner of 8 awards at the 2014 Icelandic Film Awards, 'Metalhead,' is a film that follows a young Icelandic girl whose love for metal stems from witnessing the gruesome death of her metalhead brother. Her passion for metal only deepens as she gets older, despite facing alienation from her community and family who remain in shambles following their son's death.
'Metalhead' will be released theatrically and on VOD by Cinelicious Pics in early 2015. Check out some stills from the movie below.
To find out about upcoming special screenings, visit here.
Photographer Sean Murphy shot the Slipknot cover of Revolver—which is out on newsstands everywhere now and is available for purchase online. Check out the behind-the-scenes pics that photographer Isky Iskandar shared with us.
MORE SLIPKNOT: Read an excerpt from the new Revolver cover story.
