Sons Of Disaster + Crazy D Nasty concert review
Club B52, Eernegem
On a cold Friday night, what better could we do than go dig some hard rockin' bands in the lovely Eernegem?Sons Of Disaster and Crazy D Nasty took care of the entertainment part of the night, and they took it literally. I've only seen such a level of debauchery for such a small venue/audience on rare occasions, so both bands deserve praise for bullshitting and partying that hard.
Since the Hungarian Jimi Hendrix tribute band cancelled, both openers got a bigger slot and took their time to sound check and warm their throats for gig time.
Once Sons Of Disaster hit the stage, I had a faint idea of what was coming by hearing the enthusiastic description of their singer, and that's what we got.
A dirty mix of genres, punky at one time, pure hardcore at others, they kept a thin line between those styles, and glued it together into their very own filthy brand of rock n' roll. My kind of stuff for sure!
Even though their music was rather rough and edgy, the level of instrument mastery was all but dirty. Props again to the Sons for keeping it so tight. Check out their self-titled anthem to hear what they're like...
After a short but good set, Crazy D Nasty set up for the sleazier part of the eve.
I'd met the guys before, but never heard what they brought. What I did know, is that they weren't exactly gonna sit still on stage. They partied all the way through the Sons Of Disaster set, and continued to do so on stage.
Working with limited sound gear, they did have some technical issues, mics dropping in and out constantly. They worked with it though, and still delivered.
They felt a bit rusty (or drunk) in the beginning of the set, but eventually got into the game big-time. Overall, they played a little more sloppy than the Sons Of Disaster, but made up for it with their energy.
The singer can sing his ass off and shriek like a banshee, they've got one hell of a lead guitarist, an amazing slide guitarist in their rhythm player, a bass player that knows how to get a party started and one hot drummer. Smells like success to me...
I'm looking forward to hearing their first recorded piece of work, which might be coming soon if I can trust the word around the camp fire.
After a show, we got the chance to talk some smack with the locals, but there wasn't really an after party in that sense. Back home it was for us, but this was nothing less than an awesome night. Shame there wasn't more people around though...