poster by Keenan Bouchard
Well actually, there were two other bands on this bill: Split Nerve opened the festivities and Painted Manes followed. I arrived late, so I missed both. I’m not sure what the first band sounds like, but I kinda know the dudes in Painted Manes so I felt bad for only catching a few minutes of what sounded like a riff-heavy electronic groove freakout. Once I had the earplugs in place and camera assembled, they finished up and it was time for mingling and catchup with local peeps.
TheMetalGrinder.com says Phantom Glue are from a “richly creative scene out of Massachusetts, pulling vocals from the Huguenots, guitars from the Proselyte and Hydronaut, and drums from 27.” I have not heard any of those bands, so I feel fortunate they crossed my path. Dripping with more sludge than Boston itself after the Great Molasses Flood and promising as much impending doom, Phantom Glue sticks like napalm.
Tombs are a different animal altogether. Blackened? yes. Hardcore? sometimes. Boring? never. I said their last release, Winter Hours, was ”the album you would want to create if you dropped acid while standing on a frozen lake and stared at the sun until your eyes burned black”. Live, they do not fuck around. There are no introductions, no names, no song titles… just brutals. Tombs are a Relapse dark horse worth betting on.
Thanks to The Black Lodge Booking, 242 Main, and everyone involved with organizing the show!
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