Triptykon were on early, so early I heard the wail of detuned guitar start as I was climbing the stairs from the front door of the ABC. I missed nothing though, met my chinas at the bar and enjoyed 40 minutes of supreme heaviness played with style and conviction. 40 minutes from the special guests? Aye, pish. Mind you the first band on went on at 1800, just as the doors opened and apparently were playing to an empty hall until the first folk made their way up. All the way from the USA to play like that? I’d be pissed off too.
The headliners were Cannibal Corpse and to cut the the chase they were bloody awful. A powerless and mindless barrage of furious riffing and drum pounding with a head spinning numpty growling over it. They stood totally still during every song, fannyed around between the songs and looked as shoddy as they sounded. The little bits where they ripped off Slayer kept catching my ear, but after half an hour we’d all had enough and the three of us headed for the doors without looking back.
They’re probably still playing while I’m sitting at home with a cuppa. That’s not getting old, it’s knowing that Venom did it first and better.