DOOM GONG – Annihilator
You dig deep into your pockets to afford a concert ticket. The arena is full and you’re with your friends who naturally and excitedly ask: “So, what do you think will happen?” and “Where do you think we’re going to end up tonight?”
Your friends might not have attended many recent concerts and are to be forgiven for blaming their impression on the reputation of rock n’ roll as a wild thrill ride. Of course, they think that rock music is filled with eccentric, dangerous characters.
Instead, it’s filled with Chris Martin look-alikes and sound-alikes. And while safety at shows is paramount, rockers have a duty to their audiences to, at least, sell the illusion of the spectacle of death-defying danger.
Rock music ought to take you on a fast ride to where it’s impossible to keep polite company. DOOM GONG’s “Annihilator” is one of, sadly, only a few modern songs that aim to achieve that kind of excitement. It’s over-the-top and makes you want to invest in a faster engine. It’s performed with a manic glee for hearing instruments mixed much louder than they ought to be. It’s rock n’ roll and don’t get it confused with all the music that your granny would like.
Joe La Truite – Octogone 8000
Most adults are rather daft, boring, and uninspired. It would then make sense that most of the people handling the music-making would share similar characteristics. It seems that the more we talk about 1970s rock stars driving their Rolls-Royce through the swimming pool of a fancy hotel, the further we move from it. Rock stars nowadays are required to follow Chris Martin around with a pen and pencil, making notes on what kind of vitamin water he has between rehearsals.
Kids, on the other hand, are awesome, fun, and usually quite evil. Give the reins of the world to them, and the predicted nuclear Apocalypse is sure to arrive decades earlier than what the experts predict.
Yeah, kids are fantastic, but have no power, self-control, or money of their own to invest. The best that they can do is dream of a day when they’ll possess all of them and get to do what they want. Sadly, adulthood sinks in.
Joe La Truite aren’t having it. On “Octogone 8000,” the band dreams of what it’d be like to make a rock song if suddenly their minds reverted to the ones they possessed in their childhood. What they dream up is a violent grudge match, a metal Mortal Kombat. It’s a rip-fleshing fantasy and proof that none of us ought to be quick to jump on the “you should grow up” bandwagon. Not soon anyway!
