Cliffhanger be damned.
I'm going to talk about heavy metal today.
Namely, about Behemoth.
I first saw Behemoth years ago at the New England Metal Fest. I didn't know who they were at the time, but by the end of their mind-blowing performance my friends and I were all saying to one another, "Holy shit."
Not only did their music pound us into the pavement with its raw power and ferocity, but their stage presence was incredible. None of us could take our eyes off the face-painted, armored warriors of metal before our eyes. There was stage blood, unholy masks, and that undeniable power that they channeled. I was floored.
They came around to the Boston area a few years later, but they were co-headlining and I wasn't terribly interested in any of the other acts. "I'll see them the next time they come around," I said to myself. A short time later their lead singer was diagnosed with leukemia. Not only was I worried about his health, but I was (selfishly) worried that I'd missed my last chance to see this incredible band perform live. Thankfully his leukemia has gone into remission since then (about a year ago, I think), and now they're back in the Boston area. Tonight.
Not only do I plan to lose my freaking mind at the Behemoth concert tonight, but I also plan to be deaf for Mother's Day. Sorry, Mom.
That's all from me for now.
Rock on, and have a metal weekend!