Category: Review

Cavalera Conspiracy / Sylosis / Revoker – Glasgow Garage

Revoker
Image by Iain Purdie via Flickr

[More pics of the gig at these two Flickr sets – one for Revoker, one for Cavalera Conspiracy. Sorry, I didn’t get any of Sylosis]

I’ve got a whole slew of gigs coming up, but this one looked good due to a strong bill. Three decent bands for a moderately low door price, and at a venue with decent sound and security staff. We got there in time to catch most of Revoker’s set, and they were worth seeing. A lot of energy (well, except for the bassist) and I can see the guitarist running wild on a larger stage. They were, however, confined to a diddly bit at the front with the drums dangling off the left hand side.

I can pretty much forgive them being Welsh, they put on such a good show. There must have been around 200-250 people in the club to watch them and they did seem to go down well.

During the gap between bands, I went to the bar to get a second drink for the evening and was refused service… because I wasn’t wearing a wristband. Apparently these were being handed out to “everyone as they come in” and were being used to somehow count how many people were drinking. I looked around. At that point well less than half the number of people with a drink in their hand was wearing a wristband. Hell, Gillian had been served barely 30 minutes earlier and wasn’t wearing one.

So screw them. Rather than bugger about wandering downstairs and missing any of Sylosis I just kept my money in my wallet. I’ll do the same in future, too. The Wetherspoons over the road is cheaper, serves a wider variety of beers and doesn’t have any stupid ******* wristband policies. Your loss, Garage.

Sylosis used the same amount of stage as Revoker, and once more did a decent set. I swear I’ve seen them before – maybe Sonisphere last year? – and this time round was a short performance, I guess partly due to the early weeknight curfew. Short but sweet.

Just after 9pm and Cavalera Conspiracy took to the stage. If memory serves, this is the second time I’ve seen them. The first was at Graspop a couple of years ago when I got out of my face on Jäger and supermarket own-brand energy drink. A set full of old Sepultura tracks, some awesome pit action and being crowdsurfed to the bar at the end. To be fair, very little is going to live up to that.

Cavalera Conspiracy - Max and Igor
Image by Iain Purdie via Flickr

They were good, that has to be said. Tight, fun, and the band themselves seemed to be well up for the show. It’s still great to see the two brothers back together again after they parted company those years ago (I got one of the last interviews with them before the split, back when I was working for the university radio station).

As well as playing a decent smattering of tracks from both Inflikted and the newer Blunt Force Trauma, there was a decent number of what I guess now count as cover songs. One by Black Flag (“Six Pack”), four Sepultura numbers (“Refuse/Resist”, “Territory”, “Desperate Cry” and “Troops of Doom”) and – awesome! – a Nailbomb song (buggered if I can remember the title… sorry).

For me, this was the reason for going. I kind of like the new stuff, but I adore the older material. While I think Sepultura started to decline with the release of Chaos A.D. and really slip with Roots (my own opinion – too tribal for my tastes), their earlier albums to this day rank amongst my favourites of all time. “Troops of Doom” in particular is such a good live song with a rhythm and beat that any thrash band would kill for.

The crowd were a little lacklustre, and sadly that’s something I’m getting used to these days. A good track would start, the small (at least sparsely populated) pit would kick off… and last about a minute into the song. I have three theories:

  • The fans are getting older and less fit (myself included)
  • A large number had already buggered off to Sonisphere for the weekend
  • Nobody was drunk enough because the Garage weren’t selling beer to people who didn’t have a ******* wristband as they hadn’t been given one
The applause at the end was well earned. Gillian had gone to the gig not really knowing what to expect, but enjoyed all three bands. She even labelled Cavalera Conspiracy as one of the best acts she’s seen all year.
They were good… but given the gigs we have lined up before the new year (and Rammstein in February…), I can see the Brothers Cavalera being knocked down the chart sometime!
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Bad Teacher

By إبن البيطار (Own work) [GFDL (www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0 (www.creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia CommonsDue to illness, lack of sleep and a hectic weekend we only managed to catch the one movie on Saturday. So sadly (or perhaps not) we forewent Bridesmaids and opted for the following instead. There’s nothing else new out this week at all that I could spot. Pretty unusual these days.

Bad Teacher

“Hold my ball sack?”

Plot-in-a-nutshell: Crap teacher passes time in class while saving for a boob job

See it if you like: slightly gross-out and marginally edgy humour. Not to be confused with Bad Santa which was way funnier and far less politically correct.

The reviews for this were generally OK, which surprised me after seeing the trailer. Call me disaffected, but I’ve seen so many trailers where every joke in the film has been crammed into 2 and a half minutes that I’ve given up on a lot of comedies before I’ve seen them.

It was better than I’d hoped for, but not as good as some of the reviews have made out. Part of this is due to the trailer effect and partly as some of the jokes just aren’t that good. It’s also rather predictable. Cameron Diaz is well cast as the uncaring, dope-smoking, swearing, money-grabbing teacher who’s just looking for a rich sugar daddy. However, she’s well matched by Lucy Punch as the opposition – Miss Amy Squirrel who’s so nice you wonder why the kids haven’t ripped her apart and beaten her to death with her own dismembered arms.

Justin Timberlake makes another movie appearance and the best thing about this is it means we’re less likely to get another of his shitty albums if he spends time on screen instead. Frankly, I wasn’t too impressed with his turn in Bad Teacher – he was much better in The Social Network.

Jason Segel as the unwanted PE teacher and Phyllis Smith as the naive older teacher who just wants to be liked are both very underused characters. The scenes with Segel produce a lotof the best dialogue, while Smith’s indecisive flustering makes for some amusing viewing.

On the whole, a decent film even if it does give away a lot of our teaching secrets. Like the fact that the real reasons for getting into the jobs are the long holidays…

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Stake Land / Green Lantern

By إبن البيطار (Own work) [GFDL (www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0 (www.creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia CommonsDespite my feeling somewhat under the weather, we managed to squeeze in two films this evening before I collapsed into a snot-soaked lump, coughing and feeling pitiful. Yes, it’s man-flu’… I sincerely hope I didn’t annoy the people near us too much. I did try to reserve my coughing and sneezing for the noisier segments of both films.

Stake Land

Plot-in-a-nutshell: A drifter adopts a young boy when his parents are killed by roaming vampires in a collapsed United States

See it if you like: bleak, post-apocalyptic movies without huge set pieces

Comparisons first of all. Stake Land is like a cross between The Road and Zombieland. It has more of the dark, depressing feel of the former, but the constantly stalking monsters of the latter – albeit vampires rather than zombies. It’s a good mixture as well. With the cast being relative unknowns (with the exception of a very well played part by Kelly McGillis – a far cry from her Top Gun days) you never know who’s going to get it in the neck – so to speak – next.

There’s no long drawn out introduction. We’re dropped right into the middle of the story, the US already in tatters and people trying to make for a mystical “new eden” in Canada. No explanation is ever given for the vampire rising, the closest we get to a back-story is the occasionally-glanced newspaper headline.

The vampires themselves are more like fast-moving zombies. In fact, I’d say they’re nearer the monsters from the 28 Days Later franchise with an added inability to face sunlight. Feral, unintelligent and all the more dangerous for it.

The never-otherwise-named “Mister” (Nick Damici) takes Martin (Connor Paolo) under his wing when the young boy’s parents are killed, and together they head north. Along the way they encounter nice people in townships which are holding out… and The Brotherhood, a collection of religious nutbags who believe the vampires have been sent by God as a means to cleanse the planet. Or somesuch.

Between these two sets of villains and the environment itself, the journey unfolds and the characters develop well. It’s not a fast-paced adventure, but neither is it as slow as the incredibly dull The Road, mentioned earlier. Certainly, we both enjoyed it and would happily recommend it. If you think it sounds like you’ll like it from what I’ve said, then you probably will.

Green Lantern

“Ring. Finger.”

Plot-in-a-nutshell: jet pilot gets will-powered green ring from dying aliens and associated superpowers. Saves world (sorry if that’s a spoiler)

See it if you like: amusing superhero stories with decent special effects and tongue-in-cheek dialogue.

Green Lantern has never been a superhero I knew much about. He’s green. And he has some kind of magic (no, it’s not magic, sorry) ring which lets him fly and create stuff from the air. And his secret identity is Hal Jordan. That came in useful in a pub quiz once.

What I didn’t know is that there are 3600 Green Lanterns, one for each galactic sector. This means there are a lot of aliens in this film. Which means a lot of CGI and creativity. In fact, a fair few of the characters in the film are 100% CG constructs with the actors related to them just being vocal pieces – Michael Clarke Duncan as Kilowog and Geoffrey Rush as Tomar-Re being two examples.

The story is a typical “origins” one, being the obvious start for a franchise. I’m sure it will annoy a huge number of purists as they’ve taken many strands of Green Lantern history and interwoven them. For the layman ( that would be me), it’s resulted in a decent enough film that was worth going to see.

Ryan Reynolds is good enough in the lead, and Gillian’s main reason for going to see it especially as you see him dressed in nowt but boxers twice, and there’s a decent enough supporting cast. The effects are well done, the story decent enough and the dialogue never gets too cheesy. In fact, there are a handful of scenes with genuine laugh-out-loud moments.

A couple of points – and you could argue they’re spoiler-y but only to the tiniest amount:

1) Why do intelligent overlords always imprison evil beings instead of executing them? You’d think a group of all-wise immortals would have learned from the Zod episode that Superman went through in Superman II.

2) One moment Hal is saying “how do I know all this?” about the Green Lantern Corps (apparently the ring’s “higher functions” fill him with this background knowledge), and then three minutes later he’s having said background explained to him anyway by Tomar-Re? He already “knows” it, so what’s the point? Yes, I know the audience need to be filled in, so in that case drop the “higher function” thing and have hi know nothing at all.

Anyway.

Taken as it is – a silly superhero movie – it’s a pretty decent one. Certainly DC’s best effort outside of the Batman canon, and hopefully open to a sequel or two. In fact, hang around to the middle of the credits. Predictable though it is, that’s definitely an indicator that Green Lantern 2 may well be out in 2013.

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Review: Road Trip to Hell

Road Trip to Hell: Tabloid Tales of Saddam, Iraq and a Bloody War: Tabloid Tales of Saddam, Iraq and a Crazy WarRoad Trip to Hell: Tabloid Tales of Saddam, Iraq and a Bloody War: Tabloid Tales of Saddam, Iraq and a Crazy War by Chris Hughes
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I can’t recommend this book highly enough. A personal view of the Iraq conflict from before the US moved in up until the first elections over the course of approximately a dozen visits.

Hughes is a journalist, at the time working for the Daily Mirror, which got him access to a lot of places many people couldn’t (or wouldn’t) go. The book really gives you an insight into the work of a journalist and the newspaper industry as well as Hughes’ own views and opinions on the conflict itself.

It is a very easy read, well paced and with virtually no fluff or padding. It’s rare for me to go right through a book without skimming occasionally, and I read every single word of Road Trip To Hell (enough so to spot the three typographical errors).

What happened, and is continuing to happen, in Iraq is very important – to the people there and to the rest of the world. Road Trip to Hell is highly recommended as a way to balance the tabloid press and governmental viewpoints.

WARNING – one or two of the photos included are rather graphic. Don’t leave it lying around where youngsters could flick through.

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GWAR / Clutch – O2 ABC, Glasgow

GWAR
Image by Iain Purdie via Flickr

[More pictures and some videos in my GWAR Flickr set]

I was rather pleased to be able to see the infrequently-touring GWAR, especially as I couldn’t make it to this year’s Download where they were also playing. The last time I saw them was in Manchester around 2003 (at a guess) and before that must have been the early 90’s at the laughingly-monikered “Middlesbrough Arena” (I’ve lived in houses with bigger bedrooms than that place). I gather it’s been 17 years since they played in Scotland at all, and the crowd were baying for blood.

Picked the right band, then.

However, before them was a half-decent set by Clutch that I’m still not sure if I liked or not. I gather they’ve got a bit of a hardcore following, but I don’t think I’ll ever get into them. Their first couple of songs were rather slow and dull until the singer strapped on a guitar and the tempo seemed to increase. Much better.

Thing is, they then finished with some rather experimental, weird-sounding guff somewhat reminiscent of David Bowie during the “I’m on ****-tons of drugs” phase. credit to them for having so much variety, but… no, not for me.

GWAR finally took the stage at 10pm and started their set by ripping Her Majesty The Queen‘s boobs off. It went downhill from there. In a good way.

I don’t know a single damn song by GWAR, but I wasn’t there for the music. I think I tried to listen to an album once, back before I saw them the first time, and I wasn’t too impressed. However, their stage show is worth the entry fee.

Gillian cowered at the back near the bar while I got covered head to toe in stage blood, squirted out of various ripped and torn carcasses. And an alien penis.

As you do.

It really is completely silly, but that’s the point. Loud music, ridiculous costumes, extreme violence and Lady Gaga being beaten to death with a giant sink plunger. I’m sure she’d approve.

Fortunately, curfew wasn’t at 11pm, so we did get an encore and the curtain dropped around 11:15. I don’t envy the cleaning crew their job, but have to thank the guys working the barrier who did a sterling piece of work in their soon-discarded plastic macs.

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