I am uncontainably overjoyed to announce my piece on ESCAPE, Australia's most successful and forgotten metal band, is up on Mess+Noise. It's been a mind-blowing journey getting this story together from the guys. The guys who lived three years of super-stardom from 1984 to 1987 only to have it all taken away. The metal and even music averse will find this story incredible.
Because I'm what we call in Australia...what's the word? A complete fucking idiot I didn't even bother to check the Hysteria website last month. (Sorry Joe-Tobes) Here's two tales live from the shittiest dive bars in Hades:
Thy Art Is Murder, Thy Vocation Is Hate
Travis Ryan's Chicken Wing Buttholesplosion Orchestra
I also got some cool scribblin's in Hysteria #16 with Dark Tranquillity, Bleeding Through and Fear Factory. Get it at your newsagency or online distributor! $9 with FREE POST if you order online? I say buy POST HASTE!
Watching a heavy metal show as an outsider is like walking into a psychotic circus that’s as bizarre as it is fun. Confronting by nature, metal is defined by its hulking, “louder than hell” guitar driven sound, occult or satanic imagery as worn by bands and their fans with a cult like devotion to the scene and its craft. Bands run the gamut from cool-headed, wispy-haired heavy rockers to leather clad black metal fanatics, brandishing fake axes, their faces greased up in white “corpsepaint.” Some frontmen (and women) growl, some sneer and some sing to ear-shattering, herniated heights.
Read the rest in The Big Issue (#398) on sale from vendors across the nation - buy a copy to help the homeless and long-term unemployed.
“The universe is change, life is what our thoughts make it.”
