fast forward a few years and they roll through town on a big tour supporting lamb of god and some other bands i also didn't care to see, or had seen already, twice, not intentionally.
After watching live videos in small clubs with people flying over each other with the aid of a trampoline, naked stage dives, and booze fueled mayhem, i did not want to see this band from 20 feet away at the shaw conference center, surrounded by 14 year old mall goths.
so luckily soon after it was announced they would headlining across north america in the fall after their new album was released in august.
The night of the show i drove over to my buddy H's house (everyone we know is named matt, including him, so he's H) right after my nauseatingly dry legal issues for writers class. When i walk in he's already playing The DRI crossover tour dvd and i can smell the stank of weed in the air. We settle in and get excited talking about the show and what songs we want to hear. Then we walk from his house at the end of jasper to a bar for some food and a pint before heading over to the venue. Its around 7 when we get to the starlite room, and we notice their's absolutely no one there. we got their so early that we could hear Cauldron (formerly goat horn) soundchecking while having a few more pints in the bar under the venue. I haven't been this early to a show since i waited an hour and a half to see kideo at wonderland.
im pretty sure it's out of print now, so you should download it and bask in its glory right now. and then pick up the new cauldron album, and wish it was as good as this.
The last time i saw cauldron they played lots of goat horn, not so much this time, but they where the first band on and didn't play for very long at all. As i recall (my memory gets hazy at this point) they also skipped witch trail, which i thought was the highlight of the new record, but i really can't remember if they did or not.
so they finished and we retreated to the bar again, this time phil from municipal waste shows up at the bar next to me and i start to chat him up about his side project, cannabis corpse, and how fucking awesome i think it is. This cue's him to ask me for some weed, which i could not provide, sadly.
Then i mosey over to ryan waste and gush about how learning his songs made me a better guitar player, and i buy him and his buddy a shot. Then tony foresta shows up and right off the bat he starts with the silent bob jokes. I look like kevin smith when i wear a hat, i get it, but people fucking love to remind me. Anyway i tell him to fuck himself, and he apologizes, and is totally cool about it and i offer him a drink, but he takes it easy before the show. Then I'm outside talking some strangers ear off about doom metal and dave witte walks off the bus. I've followed this guys drumming since 2003 when he drummed for melt banana and burn by the sun, so i gushed to him a little bit about how excited i was to see him behind the kit. He was also super friendly and thankful, it was great. Then DFA went on. I was kinda bummed that they replaced the accused and phobia, but not a lot of bands would have filled that hole well, and DFA is members of poser disposer, who i've tried and failed to see for a couple years now. anyway, i only half watched their set and got more drunk. I noticed Jason Decay from Cauldron is wandering around, and i stop him and tell him how when he was here with goat horn four years ago he tried to fuck my fiance.
He was really apologetic about it and we both laughed and i bought him a beer. good times.
Then municipal waste hit the stage, and blew my ass right over. From what i can remember they played a nice cross section of old classics and stuck to the really stand out stuff off their new record Massive Agressive. The energy was high and the sound was good. The songs were faster than the album and they played for long enough to satisfy everyone. Unfortunately by this point i was fucking destroyed, and left before they finished playing. oh and H got kicked out for stage diving. He did one, and then got a warning, did it again and got kicked out. They let him back in, and then he did it again. Pretty awesome.
Then our buddy drove us home and I passed out on the couch.
If only every show could be as fun as municipal waste. They fucked me up! (i couldn't resist)
