I left home around 8:00 p.m. in order to see Deicide's concert in my town. I have never been a huge fan of Death Metal, but I wouldn't miss it for anything. The guys of Deicide are THE Death Metal pioneers and are known worldwide for their virtuosity.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Death Metal can be technical and full of virtuosism. Well, Death Metal drummers are incredibly technical and I've never seen a Death Metal guitar player who was not good. Gutural, distorted vocals and the apparent cacophony disguise somehow the compexity of the music. But, nevertheless, it is very complex and intricate.

Death Metal can be compared to a H.R. Giger's painting. For those who doesn't know him, he is the guy who designed the Alien monster, as well as many other monsters and album covers. The image may be scary at first, but, after you take a good look at it, you realize how brilliant the artist is.

Well, a friend and I went to the place the concert would take place in my small Peougeot. The concert was scheduled to take place at Taguatinga's Lions Club. My friend, who used to play with a classic female band called Flammea, would be my guide to the place, since she had already been there before to watch another Death Metal act from Florida, Obituary.

The address wasn't very clear on the flyer, what made it difficult for us to get to the place. We spent an hour stopping people on the streets and asking them how could we get to the so-called Lions Club. People from Taguatinga were very nice, but they didn't seem to know the direction to the place. It seemed no one knew where the place was! And, to make thinks worse, Taguatinga must be one of the worst places for you to drive on Earth.

I was stressed and angry. I just kept on thinking why the producers hadn't found an easier place to make the concert in town. At 9:00 p.m. I was almost sure I had missed Deicide. THat was when I saw a long haired guy dressed in black. He seemed to be lost too, so me and my friend stopped to ask him where he was going. He was lost, but had an idea of where the place was and that we were near.

The metalhead, whose name was Phillip, got into my car and helped us to get to the place. We knew we had found it when we saw a gathering of people dressed in black. We had finally made it!

Decide's concert hadn't started yet and we stayed outside talking to the fans of the band. They told us Glen Benton, Deicide's vocalist and bass player, had gone outside to talk to the fans about an hour before. I had missed the chance to get an autograph.

We were anxious to see Deicide. All the supporting acts seemed to be good but most people weren't that interested in the supporting bands. Everybody only wanted to see Deicide. I didn't do like everyone else and went inside before Deicide climbed the stage.

That was when I saw an inverted cross made with red lamps placed at the end of the stage. The band climbed the stage and amazed us of how well they performed together with the somewhat "new" guitar player. For those who don't know about it, the Hoffman brothers, who had been playing both the guitars since the beginning of the band, left Deicide in 2004.

None of us were disappointed, because every musician was terrific on the stage. One of the guitar players was playing a 7-string Ibanez, which made it possible for him to reach lower notes, which helped to make Deicide's sound even darker.

There are no words to describe how good founding member Steve Asheim in on the drums. His good looks and muscles drew the attention of the ladies to him (me included).

As for Glen Benton, the guy is nice to the audience and very charismatic. It was amazing how he could play complex parts on his bass while performed the vocals.

I wanted to get close to the stage, but I couldn't get as close as I wanted because the people in the front row were in a mosh-pit. There was no way anyone could climb the stage and jump, but some people tried, just to be carried away by the security. I realized I had to leave when I was pushed and almost fell. But I managed to take some decent pictures with my cell phone.

As a matter of fact, I wanted to get close to the stage in order to see Glen Benton's face well. When I was a metalhead teenagers, ages and ages ago, the metal kids always made comments about him having a crucifix branded on his forehead. We talked so much about it that it became sort of an urban legend. We also said that he would commit suicide when he turned 33 years-old. Well, he turned 33 on 2000 and he is still alive and kicking, which makes me suspect the whole "suicide thing" was another urban legend invented by headbanging teenagers in the years before the internet.

I was surprised to see that Glen really has a crucifix on his forehead. I don't know if it was branded, but I saw it with my own eyes. Wikipedia says that Benton has branded his forehead with an inverted cross on 12 different occasions. I simply I don't get why Wikipedia says that because you don't need a new brand once you are branded. A burn scar is a burn scar and it lasts forever unless you go through a painful plastic surgery. Anyway, no matter what Wikipedia says, Glen has a depression on his forehead in the shape of an inverted cross. I don't know how he got it, but it is there.

There were 800 people in the place and they went crazy with the classics Dead By Dawn and Dead But Dreaming. I didn't remember it from my teenage days, but Dead But Dreaming from the classic 1992 album Legion.

Well, I have been somehow interested in the occult for a long time and I know that Dead But Dreaming has something to do with ancient Mythology in Babylon (the same place which is burning in flames now and which is called Iraq). Some Babylon myths, especially Ctullu, have been describe in several Heavy Metal and Goth Rock songs. The Goth band Fields Of The Nephilim has a song named Dead But Dreaming too and I suspect it is about ancient Babylon Mythos as well. Field's Of The Nephilim's singer is guy who's been studuying the occult for many years and it has inspired him on many lyrics.

I loved when they played Dead But Dreaming, since it was one of my "teenage" classic songs.

The concert finished and we waited for them to come back to play some other songs. They didn't. I understand why they didn't come back, because it must be very difficult to play with such intensity for well over an hour. The guys must have been exhausted.

In the end we all came back to our homes with our ears bleeding, but very happy with the great concert we had just watched.

The bad things were the difficult of access to the place and the lack of sound quality of the club where the concert took place, which made some of the songs sound excessively distorted. Death Metal bands play loud, very loud, and the bad quality of the sound in the place was so terrible that not even the best soundboard in the world would be able to fix it. Aside that, everything was perfect and Deicide rocked.

I Sincerely hope that the people who produced the gig bring other acts to my town. Usually insternational artists such as Deicide don't come here. Deicide's coming here was a kind of miracle.

Anyway, the concert was great for all music fans, not only metal fans, because Deicide is terrific. Deicide's musicians are incredibly competent and you don't need to be a metalhead to like them. All you need is appreciating well performed music.




SOURCE: wikipedia


Roadrunner Records

Deicide's myspace page

the gig on YouTube (recorded by omitofo from YouTube)