Grateful Dead they will never be, but someone found it
\nprofitable to release a recording of this show (made through the
\nsound-board), and sell it. As the owner of a Brazilian Napalm Death
\nboot-leg, I can attest that sound-quality is probably never a
\nconcern for people trying to make some quick money off the band’s
\nlabors.<\/p>\n
\nIt’s just noise, anyway<\/i>, you say. That’s precisely the
\nproblem. To the un-trained ear (especially early period) Napalm
\nDeath is taxing on the listener and stereo on their regular,
\n‘legitimate’ releases. I still remember hearing “Rise Above” on
\nvinyl for the first time over ten years ago, and thinking something
\nwas very wrong with my turntable. The same thing happened when I
\ntook the EP over to a friend’s record player. At first, Bill
\nSteer’s spaghetti-like guitar strings seemed as densely tuned as
\npossible (bands who want to seem ominous usually tune to ‘D’.
\nNapalm Death tune to ‘B’, where their tremolo-picking just about
\nsends the strings to the floor.).<\/p>\n
Then the “singing” begins. My friend, Neil, and I fell on the
\nfloor, laughing in disbelief that anyone could sound like that. It
\nwas lo-fi before that became cool (Guided by Voices back then were
\nstill a hobby band, and their albums just sounded
\nlike\u2026crap), but you could still suss out the fact that the
\ndrummer had about ten arms, and was going full-speed ahead with
\nthem on this “verse”. It sounded quite a bit like a helicopter with
\ndrumsticks taped to the blades. I, who previously thought that
\nD.R.I. were one of the fastest bands in the land, was totally
\nspeechless. Not only was this amazingly quick (about twice as
\nspeedy as primo Slayer), but the
\nsinger<\/i>! Lee Dorrian, a mild looking fellow, couldn’t
\npossibly be human.<\/p>\n
\n‘What’s he growling about?’<\/i> said Neil, snatching the sleeve
\nout of my hand so he could read the lyrics off the back. Instead of
\na dissertation on Beelzebub’s finer points, or diatribes against
\nwomen (popular lyrical jaunts in the heavier spectrum of rock),
\nthese are, oddly, what Neil read back to me:<\/p>\n
“At time of birth, minds free from suspicion, senses
\nraped, induced with superstition. A pre-set mode to befit
\ndescription, language, colour, race definition. Inner strength must
\ndetect the love we each possess before we may reach, appreciating
\nit in anyone else. External distinctions used as scapegoats to
\nproblems, channeling our aggression in the wrong direction. Break
\ndown the barriers that enforce superstition. Learn to trust,
\novercome suspicion. Acceptance, the weapon, active against our
\nfreedom, our love and compassion held at treason. Rise above
\ninduced superstition.”<\/p>\n
All we heard was: Crushing Riff…Growls…FM Radio-Static
\nbass…growls…machine-gun (‘blast-beat’) drums…Growls. As the
\nbrief maelstrom ended, Dorrian’s last line rang out after the
\nbarrage had already climaxed
\n“…superstitionnnnnnnnnnn!”<\/i>, with the last syllable
\nsounding like a wounded minotaur. How on earth can the combination
\nof bass, drums, guitars, and vocals reap such an earth-pounding
\ndividend?<\/p>\n
This was my introduction to Napalm Death. They had just broken
\nthrough the ‘They can’t really play. It’s all a big joke.’ Phase,
\nand were entering a more progressive one. One where their .075
\nsecond-long songs (really) of old were replaced by ones that
\napproached, and at times, went beyond the two-minute mark.<\/p>\n
Lee and Bill did a tour of Japan, before calling it a day, and
\nMark ‘Barney’ Greenway, an occasional roadie, and American pen-pal
\nJesse Pintado joined up. They played for a bit, touring with Morbid
\nAngel, and other like-minded acts, before another American
\npen-friend Mitch Harris jumped aboard.
\nBootlegged in Japan<\/i> was recorded at the Liquid Rooms in
\nTokyo, in 1996, while The End of Music As We Know It were plugging
\ntheir finest (at the time) album,
\nDiatribes<\/i>. The line-up to this group has been in flux
\nsomewhat, but drummer Danny Herrera (who replaced Mick ‘the Human
\nTornado’ Harris) has been in the fold since 1991. With the
\npost-Diatribes re-instatement of Greenway (he felt
\nDiatribes<\/i> a little soft, and that ND was no longer much of a
\ndemocracy, but changed his mind), Napalm Death continued to be the
\nmost intense live band on earth — without really trying.<\/p>\n
This concert document is a prime example. Psychotic tempo
\nepisodes meet brief melodic moments. There’s plenty of the former
\nto counter-balance the latter. Barney in an early interview claimed
\nthat too much melody would “bore the tits off” him, so subsequent
\nCDs are a strong mish-mash of both styles. At times you almost feel
\nlike you’re listening to a less-whiny Smashing Pumpkins, especially
\non “Cursed to Crawl”, which bassist Shane Embury sings most of.<\/p>\n
Outside of Merzbow’s peak moments, you’re not likely to hear a
\nband quite like Napalm Death ever again. Merzbow (composer Masami
\nAkita’s prolific noise excursion) comes close. I said
\nclose<\/i>. You’ll find Merzbow in the ‘Electronic Music’ section
\nanyway. This is a must have, for when someone tells you about how
\n‘out-there’ the new Metallica is. Throw
\nBootlegged in Japan<\/i> on, and invite them to have a tall,
\nfrosty glass of
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