Alright, so for those somehow unaware, I’m off to Detroit less than 24 hours from now. Finally, for the first time in my life, I’ll be watching my beloved Detroit Red Wings on their home ice at Joe Louis Arena, rather than among enemies at the TD Bank Garden in Boston or some shit. That in mind, I wanted to try and uncover an awesome metal band from the same metropolitan area to share for today’s #tbt. That proved difficult. So, I expanded my search to the entire state of Michigan, and…still didn’t find much. Eventually I stumbled on The Black Dahlia Murder, a melodic death metal band I no longer follow, but one that managed to put out some pretty entertaining shit that I used to spin on a regular basis back in the day.
Believe it or not, but these guys were formed all the way back in 2001. Yes, that might still be a young age relative to some of the shit we talk about here, but considering how little I’ve followed them over the years, pushing 15 years is rather impressive. I’ve seen them on a number of occasions through various festivals and tours, especially during my high school days, so there’s plenty of familiarity there. Given the fact that they were formed less than an hour from Detroit, what better time to revisit those absurd high school memories than this week’s throwback?
Going through my library, I became immediately aware that I have exactly two albums by these guys: Unhallowed, which came out in 2003, and Nocturnal, from 2007. This makes total sense given the fact that I’ve barely heard anything from these guys from the start of my Syracuse days onward. That in mind, I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t find some of their early work stupidly addicting—especially being one still as relatively new to the extreme metal world as I was at the time (emphasis on ‘relatively’). These guys were flat out entertaining. They didn’t take themselves seriously, they had fun, and they wrote decent enough music. And that was the image they gave the world… making them easily likable. Side note: they still might have those qualities…I just wouldn’t know it.
Regardless, the track I still go back to from time to time is “What a Horrible Night to Have a Curse,” off of Nocturnal. But what’s best about this song might not even be the song at all, but rather the video that accompanies it. It’s a wonderful tribute to how goofy these guys are and how much fun they have doing what they do. Don’t believe me? Check it out here:
That right there is as much of a trip down memory lane as you’re going to get with me. And I still think it’s a fun one. I may not follow these guys much these days, but there’s no denying the amusement I get out of revisiting some of this earlier stuff. Enjoy.
“Ein Bier… bitte.”