Decibel Metal & Beer Fest

Municipal Waste was a beast of a show. To get to see these guys play live was brutal and insane. Coming out of the south, these guys are thrash gods.
From the moment they hop on the stage, the crowd is already anticipating the destruction of the beautiful silence. The tension is in the air massive, and the audience is ready to begin their mosh pit and enjoy the crazy music.
When the band finally gets out on the stage, they are prepared to get this crowd hyped up and they do not disappoint. Within seconds, the band is unleashing thrash riffs of doom and a circle pit starts from the moment the first guitar gallop rings through the air. The riffs flying from the guitarist's axe are angry and full of aggression and angst. The bassist does an amazing job to keep up with these riffs and slaps down a huge aura of speed and aggression as well. The front man of the band Tony Foresta makes short work of any anticipation that anybody had and begins his wild vocal style. He yells and screams like an angry drill sergeant and the tone is fantastic.
This band really shreds together and put on a great live show.

Cryptopsy are extreme. They sound like a dozen Kalashnikovs being fired into a tin shed. Relentless, furious, crushing metal. But they are technical wizards. Seeing Christian Donaldson work the fret board is truly inspiring, unleashing venomous torrents of shreddage while headbanging like a rabid horse.

Their technique is almost mathematical – syncopated, spasmodic, but ordered chaos. Most death metal bands appropriate the pentagram as their icon. Cryptopsy ‘s sound is more like an isosceles.

Flo Mounier is wicked on the drums, hammering out the most complex patterns without breaking a sweat. Matt McGachy is genuinely frightening. He has hair like a warlock’s – down to his glutes, which he flings around like his head’s in a tumble dryer, achieving a radius wider than the wingspan of an albatross. Collectively they must have about five meters of hair.

McGachy wails like a pterodactyl, screeching and growling with amazing range.
Their set covers their entire repertoire spanning twenty years from their first album Blasphemy Made Flesh to their most recent self-titled effort. The crowd is churning and writhing to ‘Red-Skinned Scapegoat’ and other crashing tracks.

Cro-Mags is a punk band who feature quite a level of thrash metal in the music that they write. Either way, their music features some fantastically technical riffs that some how just make you head bang when you listen to it. They have been doing their thing since 1981, which is when Harley Flanagan founded them. Over the course of their career they released five studio albums. Tonight, they are due to perform some of the biggest songs from their most recent album, “Revenge” for which it is an anniversary of when they released it. Their music has a lot of screaming in, and a lot of shouting from the singer, Jon Joseph and I cannot understand a single word he is saying but somehow this audience this evening absolutely loves it with the amount of circle pits opening up, there are some audience members running on to the stage to participate in a little bit of stage diving. No security guards were aloud in at this event.