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Royal Headache at Reverse Charges festival

Bald Face Stag Hotel

Sydney, Australia

May 13, 2016

The monolithic water tower among the mainly Portuguese commercial offerings and vis-à-vis from the Masonic Temple in Petersham, one of Sydney’s inner west suburbs 6km south of its CBD, that graces the cover of Royal Headache’s High full-length is not a thing of beauty.

While useful in nature, the ole standpipe is the embodiment of a soulless brutalist structure.

The diametric opposite of Royal Headache’s passionate mélange of gritty, reverb soaked lo-fi punk and soul.

Very realist and at times bleak in nature, the soundtrack Royal Headache provides is fodder for escapism, fueled by alienation, hopes and anxiety in equal measures.

There is sincerity in their emissions and it shines through in a live environment.

Creating a calculated chaos with their intense, catchy and soulful songs and Shogun’s impassioned RnB-tinged vocal delivery, they make an instant connection with the audience.

Make sure to catch them during their upcoming European / UK and US shows before they blow up or implode, both of which are very realistic, possible future scenarios for Royal Headache.

Kadavar

Manning Bar

Sydney, Australia

April 29, 2016

Kadavar are a Teutonic Teestubenrock band from the Grandfatherland, Berlin.

Accomplished retro in sound, appearance, and vintage equipment – Kadavar looks like they were trapped in amber in 1972.

The trio combines the filet pieces of the ‘70ies groovy, pompous hard rock, tinges of psychedelic and progressive rock and classic proto-metal era into a catchy, sexy mélange.

In a live environment, it is a powerful, quintessential rock experience that sonically connects with the audience and is presented in a serious manner devoid of irony.

With Kadavar nostalgia is omnipresent.

Cynism is not.

A dose of detachment and dissatisfaction with present times is.

The production channeling technique of their studio albums is reproduced on stage in a loud, engaging manner, showcasing Kadavar’s knack for writing memorable hooks.

A whirlwind of hair and beards with “Tiger’s” mesmerizing, dervish-esque drumming in the centre flanked by “Lupus’” on guitar and vocals on the left and the other half of the rhythm section with “Dragon’s” lava bass lines meandering on the right.

An earthy wall of sound produced by gentlemen with middle-earthy monikers.

The evening before Walpurgisnacht ended on the grounds of the University of Sydney with the faith in genuine rock restored.

Brian Posehn

Factory Theatre

Sydney, Australia

April 19, 2016

Humour and comedy is subjective.

What one person finds funny another might cringe at.

Cue E.B. White.

Analysing comedy is like dissecting a frog: You might understand it better at the end but the frog dies as a result of it.

Most comedy is based on simple, basic truths.

Basic truths that are spoken out.

Some say humour is masturbatory.

Padding yourself on the shoulder that you are intelligent enough to find what is being said foolish or to congratulate yourself on understanding the concept of the joke.

If you are into metal, nerdism, and weed, you will probably enjoy Brian Posehn’s stand-up routine and his anecdotes about encounters with the bands of the genre.

Being a self-professed nerd, Posehn’s self-deprecating humour and authenticity adds to his routine when he talks us through popular culture, e.g. Star Wars franchise, and its less savoury emissions, i.e. hipsterdom, along with insights on his childhood, teenage years, and married life as a father.

The audience thoroughly enjoyed Brian Posehn’s show, which was part of Sydney’s annual comedy festival.

Basic truths spoken out very loudly.

Iggy Pop

Post Pop Depression Tour

Ellie Caulkins Opera House

Denver, Colorado

April 2, 2016

It was a night of anticipation. Iggy Pop was returning to Denver. In an opera house, no less. Considering he invited hundreds of fans on stage with him the last time he rolled through the town with The Stooges, this was a surprising choice, if from nothing other than a damage deposit standpoint.

This was not a Stooges show. This was not an Iggy solo show. This was a whole other beast entirely. This was the Post Pop Depression tour. An album completing his unfinished Berlin trilogy that started with 1977's The Idiot and Lust For Life. The album was a secret collaboration between Iggy and Josh Homme of Queens of the Stone Age and it was a doozy, with the songwriting keeping the Berlin aesthetic while at the same time being its own completely unique creation.

So when a brief 20 date tour was announced, featuring Iggy, Homme, his QOTSA cohorts Dean Fertita and Troy Van Leeuwen, Chavez's Matt Sweeney and Arctic Monkeys drummer Matt Sweeney, its safe to say expectations were high.

Expectations were high, but quickly met. Then exceeded. Then blown to smithereens. As the drums beat out the familiar stomp of Lust For Life and the curtain rose it was clear from the start that we were in for one hell of a show. With a simple, but elegant black stage with a white accent down the middle, Iggy came out dancing, jumping and grinding like it was his last show on earth.

The band was in beyond top form and despite their impeccable pedigree, it became very clear by the second song, Sister Midnight, that Homme and company were there only to serve the man of the hour. Not that he has ever needed any help looking good, mind you. His jacket was shed early on and the famous Iggy torso was on full display. The signs of age are there, yes, but we're talking about a man who has the energy of you, me and everyone you know, including that bastard kid of your best friend whom you no longer invite to dinner because he'll bring the little terror that has zero ability to sit still for just two fucking seconds.

The band played for almost two non-stop hours and was the tightest set these fading eyes have ever seen - comprised entirely of songs from Post Pop Depression, The Idiot and Lust For Life, with the only exception being the title theme from the 1984 film, Repo Man. A standout in a set of standouts.

After all these years, Iggy Pop remains a force of nature and a sight to behold. If the rumblings are true, and if this is indeed his last set of live performances, there isn't a better way for the man to go out. I mean this with the utmost sincerity - if you only have plans to see one tour this year, this is without a doubt, the one to see.

All photos: Kevin Fitzpatrick

Setlist

Lust For Life

Sister Midnight

American Valhalla

Sixteen

In The Lobby

Some Weird Sin

Funtime

Tonight

Sunday

German Days

Mass Production

Nightclubbing

The Passenger

China Girl

Encores:

Break Into Your Heart

Fall In Love With Me

Repo Man

Baby

Chocolate Drops

Paraguay

Success

Gardenia

Murder by Death

The Echoplex

Hollywood, CA

March 25th, 2016

Murder by Death are currently in the middle of one final tour before settling down and working on their next album. The band layed out a good 50-plus songs to play on this tour. The beauty of a Murder by Death show is they always have a diverse setlist. It's not something a lot of bands like to do. Many have been playing 80% of the same set for years, but Murder by Death always make their shows exciting. To top it all off, they're dedicating a portion of their sets to In Bocca Al Lupo, which is celebrating its ten year anniversary.

Joining Murder by Death for this part of the tour is Tim Barry. Some of you may recognize the name as he was the vocalist for the late and great, Avail. He's been on his own for years now providing the musical ether with his own brand of Folk-Punk. Fans of Murder by Death weren't the only ones in attendance. Barry's following made sure to show up to sing along to his vigorous set. Tim even took the time to step down to their level and play from the crowd.

Shortly after Tim Barry finished his performance, Murder by Death walked out to traverse many avenues of their repetroir. They opened with Bitter Drink, Bitter Moon's boisterous, "I Came Around." Not too long after they jumped from rowdy numbers like, "52 Ford," "The Curse of Elkhart," and "Ash," to more somber tracks like, "Lost River," "Strange Eyes," and "Big Dark Love." As can be expected though, they pulled out some surprises. Midway through the set, they did a sort of "David Bowie Tribute." One song was their own, "I Shot an Arrow," which frontman, Adam Turla, explained as being inspired by Bowie's musical prowess. The other was a cover of Bowie's own, "Moonage Daydream," which they recently covered for the band's Kickstarter covers album, As You Wish: Vol. 2. Naturally, the crowd went nuts.

Turla likes to take the time to banter and tell stories between songs. He told a short story about how they recently played in a venue across from Slayer recently in Portland. And because they can be such a humorous bunch, they dedicated the joyful love song, "Foxglove," to Slayer and the Devil. The band also delved into their deep cuts and played, "Good Morning, Magpie" -- a song they previously hadn't performed before this tour -- and the dreary, "Raw Deal," from In Bocca Al Lupo. They continued to honor In Bocca Al Lupo's anniversary with the explosive, "Dynamite Mine" and "Shiola." And of course, what Murder by Death set would be complete without, "Brother." Potentially, the band has probably grown tired of playing the hit, but it truly never gets old. It livens up any and all members of the audience. The same goes for Red of Tooth and Claw's, "Comin' Home." Setlist staples that I don't believe I'll ever get sick of. Sorry guys!

Unfortunately, there were no signs of anything from Like The Exorcist... but don't worry, judging from a couple setlists from nights before, they haven't completely ignored the album on this tour. Who Will Survive and What Will Be Left of Them got a little love. Towards the end they threw in "Until Morale Improves, The Beatings Will Continue," but the icing on the cake was the encore. After coming back out to play "Fuego," Turla was having some problems with his guitar and had to switch it out. Low and behold, his legendary "flame guitar" lives! It's not something he pulls out often anymore, but it was the right guitar to have for the last song of the night, "That Crown Don't Make You a Prince." They had promised it earlier that night when someone called for it in the crowd. They couldn't have ended the night on a higher note -- almost literally.

If you have the chance to catch Murder by Death on this tour before they supposedly go into hiding this year, don't miss out. The band sounds as good as ever. No beats were missed on Dagan's watch. Fountain's additional backing vocals and instrumentation brings new life on tracks normally performed solely. Balliet's playing is always beautiful and graceful. Matt's deep tone kept the songs striding along, while Turla's voice has yet to crack after all these years. Best of all, you can keep you expectations high for songs you want to hear without feeling like it's hopeless. Go see Murder by Death.