Hatebreed – Glasgow Garage

Hatebreed - Glasgow 2
Hatebreed

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The weather sucked, but I still managed to make it along the M8 to Glasgow for the Hatebreed gig. The motorway was like driving on unsurfaced back streets. Only slippy. This country really can’t handle a cold snap.

Due to the low turnout – weather related – the gig was shifted downstairs from the Garage to G2. A smaller venue, but far better suited to a small crowd. It also means the beer was only £2.80 a pint, though that could be because I got there so early. Glad I did as well, as there was an early curfew and Hatebreed were due on stage at 8:30. I’d normally have expected a headliner on at 9:30!

The band kicked off with three songs off the current album which suits me. The self-titled Hatebreed is, in my opinion, their strongest overall album to date. Older albums have some individually great songs, but this one’s damn good from start to finish.

Over the hour-and-a-quarter, the band hammered out a ton of material with very few breaks to draw breath. Songs from the first EP were thrown in, as was a Slayer cover and load of classics.

It’s great to see original guitarist Wayne Lozinak back with the band. I spent the majority of the gig pressed against the barrier right in front of him. Courtesy of a stinking cold I really wasn’t up for the pit (though it didn’t stop me on a couple of occasions!). Hopefully I didn’t shower him in snot when I was headbanging. Regardless, I managed to catch one of his picks afterwards. I’m sure I already have one somewhere from a previous concert – I think the Machine Head support slot they did a few months ago.

As ever, it was a good crowd and as Jamey Jasta said – well done to those who made it for braving the roads. I’m sure there would have been a lot more people there if they could have made it. The hour-long drive from Edinburgh was nearer two hours so I doubt anyone much further afield would have stood a chance of making it there safely.

As ever, the security at the Garage were superb. It’s encouraging when you see one of the bouncers stood at the front of the stage, nodding his head along to the music! Barrowlands could learn a thing or two from the staff here. Like how not to be an absolute bunch of egotistical, steroid-dependant *******, for instance.

Definitely a band worth seeing if you like the hardcore side of metal. If I had to pick a band with the best lyrics going these days, they’d be at the top of the pile. I’d love to see them in a larger setting again, maybe a festival over summer. I can only hope!

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Exodus – Glasgow G2

[Photos from the gig are in this Flickr set]

My first time in the little dingy basement of the Glasgow Garage, and my second seeing Exodus. One of the original Big Four, starting in the Bay Area at the same time as Slayer, Megadeth and Metallica they just never seemed to catch the wave those four did. Anthrax seemed to take their place, which is a shame. There should have been a Big Five. Or they should have superseded Metallica.

I only caught the last song by Man Must Die as I got to the venue (a Slayer cover), then stood near the front barrier reading HG WellsThe Invisible Man on my phone while I waited for the headliners. Yes, I’m old. I also don’t know anyone to go to gigs with!

The band were greeted to chants of “Gary Holt!”, the only founding member still in Exodus and they kicked off. For a small crowd, there was a lot of action and things got nice and violent early on. Unfortunately, the sound’s definitely not as good in G2 as it is upstairs in the Garage proper, but things were fun regardless.

I’d also say that the set needed more old **** for the fogies like me in the crowd. If I’m right, the only really old stuff they did was “Bonded By Blood” and “Fabulous Disaster“, and the usual encore track “Toxic Waltz” was skipped entirely from the set.

What made the gig was the band’s banter with the crowd. The night took a haggis-based turn (similarly to Bowling For Soup the other week) when Rob Dukes mentioned that the bandhad never tried it. He requested one be brought to the band’s next show, whenever that would be, for them to try.

Two tracks later and one of the venue staff, I believe, handed him a polystyrene container from one of the many takeaways on Sauchiehall Street. The haggis had arrived! As Dukes and the guys ate it, the crowd broke into a chant of “Haggis Supper!”. Tom Hunting added a drum beat, the guitars kicked in and Dukes provided vocals.

I document here Dukes’ promise that the track “Haggis Supper” would be the bonus on their next studio album. Myself and the crowd from the G2 expect him to keep this promise!

Despite the lack of material I was hugely familiar with, this was a night of good, friendly, violent fun. As it should be.

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