Lions of Tsavo
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Reviewed by Raoul Hernandez, Fri., Jan. 16, 2009
Lions of TsavoRed 7, Jan. 9
The Russians are coming! The Russians are coming! Propaganda dripping down the walls in varying shades of Red 7, the club's barren innards echoed forlornly in makeover mode. Daniel Francis Doyle jammed like Marnie Stern on his electric guitar while standing astride a drum kit in his socks. "Little pig rolling in shit," he sang, axe looped and his one-man band thrashing the room's cacophonous acoustics on beats and bleats. Outside, Northwestern interloper Blowupnihilist cleared the patio with electro experimentation designed to atomize South Pacific atolls. Afterward, hardcore/metal quartet Rat King tried peeling corrugation off the outdoor stage's Texas shed metal. Back inside, Vitamins, one of Tia Carrera drummer Erik Conn's three local bands, thrashed two-man like Death From Above 1979. Penultimate bill headliner Lions of Tsavo overlapped on the outdoor stage, pulverizing death metal dual vox and guitars in a chain reaction set off by its Zeppelin-esque rhythm duo. Not since the Sword – half of which was in attendance – has a local metal band erected such a fire wall of sonic density. Swordsman Bryan Richie, who produced Tsavo's thundering [Firelung], was nowhere to be seen among the mile-wide smiles at the end of the Austin quintet's 30-minute set, closing on the new title track distorting time, volume, and groove from a plane of sound achieved only through alchemically divine metallurgy.