Ahoy, mates! This time we come up with a band consisting only of two artists, a man and a woman, yin and yang. No wonder one of their favourite subjects is orgies and other devilries (the name of their 2003 album is eloquent: Cocktails, Carnage, Crucifixion And Pornography) , but the music flows gently enough to create an interesting contrast between the lyrics and the musical ambient. It was not a surprise to find out Simone from Spiritual Front is one of their best friends and the legend says he was introduced to Tomas during an orgy :) The name's Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio, and for those Romanians out there, a concert is scheduled on 15th of November in Brasov. Two is company, three is an orgy, four is forever! Nihilism and cumshots!
"You're coming aaaaaaall the way from Bucharest to see LOT?" a nice lady asked when I called in SM before the show to get the photo pass.
Ofc I was, I love LOT dearly. 750 km up North, 750 km down South, piece of cake. The train tickets cost 10 times more than the entrance fee at the concert. But the trip was definitely worth it.
Lake of Tears were so relaxed and carefree, obviously enjoying themselves, unlike the last time I saw them, in Bucharest last autumn. I wasn't "dying" to see them, since it was the second time in less than 1 year, and my initial excitement had had enough time to turn into a constant and profound fan...ship, but I liked them so much more than in September 2007, at Arenele Romane. Maybe they deal better with smaller crowds. I totally dig that.
But the show was so short! :( Only one encore, quite a quick one too, then they were rudely shooed to make way for the next band.
The public was quite a disappointment as well. Extremely few people, most of them under age. I mean, I'm willing to travel 1500 km to see a band who comes to play in a rock festival which cost 5.5 eur/day (?!?) and you people don't have the common courtesy to gather in a decent crowd? (Not to mention almost nobody knew the lyrics...). Well, I enjoyed it nevertheless. The more LOT for me :-P
(a tad incomplete, I'm afraid) Set list: 1.Boogie Bubble 2. Cosmic Weed 3. You better breathe while there's still time 4. The Greymen 5. Raven Land 6. So fell autumn rain 7. Like a leaf 8. Dreamdeamons 9. Crazyman 10. Sweetwater 11. Headstones
Crematory were... cute.
I did my photoshooting session then retreated safely out of the way up on the hill, next to a nice bottle of wine. It was the first time I was listening to more than one of their tracks (Tears of time, ofc), but they were quite enjoyable, although the guys in my group complained about the faulty sound.
Desigur, vazand eticheta de "nihilist suicide pop", si stiind ca vin in concert cu o trupa precum Rome, te-ai astepta sa fie vorba de ceva bombastic, etc. Nu, nu, e Johnny Cash on acid and Tom Waits singing Oasis style. Si nu numai. O trupa extrem de catchy, care are multe de spus in peisajul destul de gri al muzicii alternative actuale.
It's not the destination, it's the trip, they say. Well, for us the 400km was not at all trippy and could hardly wait to get to the damn destination asap. Iasi, Ciric, Rock'n Iasi, that is. Because Korpiklaani were going to play there!! At 12 sharp! Like a magic forest spirit who appears when the bell strikes 12, as the Lake of Tears say... (but let's not get ahead of ourselves. Again. LOT is one looong month ahead. And 750 km North).
We went, we drank, we sat, we drank some more, we walked about, drinking a little bit. We listened to some music and took turns in cursing, laughing heartily and even damn right enjoying the show (in this order: Kratos, Bucovina and G.O.D. - we actually enjoyed them alright, they play some mean barbarian metal and had a good Alma Mater cover).
G.O.D.
Still waiting for the blond Finnish elves, we drank some more and even bet a bottle of vodka that they would start before 3 a.m. We lost. We drank.
At 4 a.m., when the bloody metal marathon before them finally ended, everybody was so inebeer-beer-ated that we hardly remember anything.
Thank god for the photos, the sore knees and blue toes to remind us that the party was pretty wild. Beer shower, pogo at will, disintegrating dancers hopping about like mad dwarves, headbangers stuck in a mystifying rotation and the guys on stage obviously delighted at the merry bunch who kept yelling and burping Beer Beerand Happy Little Boozer.
I truly liked them, they're fun on stage, even under the cold mist of the dawn, and despite the fact they came to sing, not to put on a Nordic folk show and that they had to perform on a soddin' basketball court at bloody 4:00 in the morning.
They said they'll be back. Don't miss them next time.