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Fleshgod Apocalypse, Carach Angren, Nightland – Live at Arena 2017

Death’s Facets or The Apocalypse is far away

Fleshgod Apocalypse, Carach Angren, Nightland

Arena Kleine Halle, Vienna, Austria 2016-01-16


It’s a typical cold and windy Wednesday evening. The Arena stands quietly awaiting something to happen. But the traffic is low, instead the suspense increases. Because this nice and cold quietness is going to be burst by finest Metal.

The small hall of the Arena is already well filled, as the first Band hits the strings. Nightland, which name seems to fit perfectly for this evening, also fits perfectly as the opener for this great Metal night. With their powerful performance, they manage to get the audience on their side instantly and the applause is what they earn.

The costumes of Nightland already were cool, but get topped by those of Carach Angren. With their wonderful corpse paint, they kind of deliver a play where they are acting three maniacs driving crazy. With their eyes wide open, they burst through an awesome set that includes all facets of Black Metal, with a lot of Death and Symphonic elements. Because of the sweat, singer Seregor in the end looks like the reincarnation of Ozzy Osbourne, just young and full of energy.

After this celebrated set, it gets a little bit quiet again, as classic music is playing, while the people are awaiting the final act of the evening, which they then welcome with a roaring applause. Fleshgod Apocalypse really have created a special style of Death Metal, and while looking through the audience, it seems to especially attract the younger Metalheads, and also many female Headbangers. As the band perform their hits like “Pathfinder” and “Minothaur (The Wrath of Poseidon)”, there is no holding back for these guys, and so the Wall of Death, that was already practised during Carach Angren’s show, works out perfectly.

As the last chords of Fleshgod Apocalypse vanish, two things are clear: that a great cold but none-quiet evening just has ended, and that because of the young offspring the death of Metal or rather a Metal Apocalypse is in a very far distance.