3 Inches of Sweat, dudes!

Here we go, dudes!
What to say about yesterday Jagermeister Tour at Avalon (Hollywood)?
Rewarding venue... were it not for the highlight of the gig, Hatebreed!
Yeah, folks, we managed to take only a couple of their songs (and calling them songs is already quite a leap of fantasy!), but then we decided we were better off and headed to Frolic Room, where we concluded the night in a far better and stylish way: Jack&Cokes, whiskey, beer... chit-chat with peps and chicks, whatever...

Well, not to diminish Hatebreed skill in any way. After all, judging from the response of the monkeys... ooops! ... of the fans they have, what they do, they do very well! Yet, to old school metal bad-asses their stuff sounds all the same: same screaming, same sequences of chords, same rhythm. Anyway... we got to experience a bit of everything and we did it. A part from this, the rest was very enjoyable!

3 Inches of Blood, dudes!! We were there only for them and we got them! Inside and outside the house (check the pics). Their music rocks as well as their live performance! That's something you can really bang your head on, getting some healthy fun! Regrettably they appeared only as show-opener (most undeservingly), so with a short set-list and with a still not fully reactive crowd.

Type O Negative? A pleasant surprise! Rather psychedelic music and performance. You will hardly catch the Cpt listening to them, but I can do nothing but recomend to check them out live! Once they get you in the mood, you go with them. Mr. Steele (bassist/singer) has got a quite unique voice, one of the best I've heard so far.

On the way to Frolic House we happened to notice a van with a Canada sticker on it... and a Running Wild t-shirt hanging on the trailer! Maybe you can't get it from the pics, but that was the t-shirt of the bassist of 3 Inches of Blood, that... how to say it... somehow got stuck among the Cpt fingers (damn, that rag stinked)! After one hour stalking from Frolic, we got the players too! See pics and trophies...

PS: Now, the Cpt understands that if somebody would ever put his hands on his own RUNNING WILD t-shirt, he would get rightfully pissed off! So, if Mr. CATES happens to run into this blog or to want it back, the Cpt would be very happy to send it back to him (washed, of course)! Just message the Cpt, pal!