Yeah, on our metal hiatus, we tried to come up with new descriptive terms for how metal makes us feel. Face-melting, epic, and brutal aren't cutting it. Stay tuned for more. Also, this bill proves our new theory that we will like any band whose name contains the words, black, fire, cobra, death, tusk, venom, sword, witch, priest, eternal, acid or weed. It's just science, baby.
Priestess came on after BC very quickly, surprising the smokers outside into slamming their cigs down into the pavement. The Canadian band had one of the best boogie-metal albums of 2005 with Hello Master, but didn't get around to recording another slab until last year's Prior To The Fire. During 2005-06, we estimate we saw them at least three times coming through Houston headlining or supporting. The band's new material is heavy on the boogie this time around, whereas Master was catchy as hell, a little too hooky in parts but nonetheless enjoyable. High On Fire, on the other tattooed hand, is beastly live, from opening slots to headlining spots like Friday night. The last few times HOF has been through Houston it's been as a supporting act, the last instance being the big Dethklok/Mastodon/Converge gig at Verizon. People love HOF so intensely that they even leave after they play at the bigger supporting shows, or just ignore the rest of the entertainment. HOF's live show is much better obviously in the smaller confines of somewhere like Walter's. Last we remember them anywhere in Houston that small it was across the street at Mary Jane's Fat Cat. The rest of the time they played big rooms, but any room lead singer and guitarist Matt Pike occupies becomes his room. The band's sound hangs in the room like fog, and Friday night wasn't any different.