{"id":46369,"date":"2016-04-12T15:00:09","date_gmt":"2016-04-12T20:00:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.toiletovhell.com\/?p=46369"},"modified":"2016-04-14T09:43:22","modified_gmt":"2016-04-14T14:43:22","slug":"none-more-black-an-evening-worshipping-at-the-temple-of-girra-with-absu-and-friends","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/toiletovhell.com\/none-more-black-an-evening-worshipping-at-the-temple-of-girra-with-absu-and-friends\/","title":{"rendered":"None More Black: An Evening Worshipping at the Temple of Girra with Absu and Friends"},"content":{"rendered":"
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It was a Wednesday, and record temperatures were rocking the Bay Area. What could be better then high-tailing it over to Oakland to sweat it out with a bunch of local Black Metal bands and the mighty Absu<\/strong>? Nowt, that\u2019s what.<\/p>\n

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March and April have been a busy couple of months for shows, but this was the one that I was most looking forward to. Once again, I braved the trek over to Oakland, which entails a forty-five minute walk, a fifteen minute BART trip and another fifteen minute walk. Well it should have been a fifteen minute walk, but the Oakland Metro Operahouse<\/a> has moved and they never told me! By the time that I reached the venue, I was sweating like a pig and ready for a cold one. Thinking that I had timed my arrival to perfection, I was crying in my beer when I found out the first band wasn\u2019t going to start for another half an hour. Five bands. On a Wednesday. First band on just after eight o\u2019clock. Sheeeeit!<\/p>\n

Opening up tonight\u2019s festivities were Oakland\u2019s Void Omnia<\/strong>. I\u2019ve seen these guys before when they supported Mg\u0142a<\/strong>, so I made an extra special effort to leave the house early to catch their set. They play an orthodox style of Black Metal that includes plenty of melody and extended blasting sections, over which the vocalist emits deathly growls and demonic shrieks. While he\u2019s a pretty entertaining character, bending so far backwards to growl that I thought he was going to topple, I spent most of the time watching the drummer. You always knew when he was going to unleash a barrage, as he would just tilt his head to the side and give it some. The venue was pretty empty at this point, but those present seemed to be getting into it (which at Black Metal shows typically means standing around gaping at the stage, and then nodding approvingly at the end of each song).<\/p>\n