“Wargasm” – A sonic onslaught of sex, drugs, and rock ‘n’ roll that injects pure adrenaline into the very soul.
Charting Wargasm’s trajectory from the gritty confines of Lost Horizon a couple of years back is like witnessing a rocket launch. Sam Matlock and Milkie, the dynamic duo, have transformed into a lightning strike, racking up multimillion streams, conquering European tours, and throwing down alongside nu-metal titans Limp Bizkit across the States.
Wargasm isn’t just a band; they’ve transcended into something more profound. They’re the sonic escape hatch from the mundane, thrusting you headfirst into a cyberpunk realm of glitter-draped hatchets, pyromaniacs, and Fukstars.
The SWX’s main floor on Thursday night resembled a viper’s nest—a coiled mass ready to strike with “venom.”
Wargasm doesn’t believe in a slow burn; it’s an unknown concept to them. They storm the stage, tossing musical hand grenades into the crowd, reveling in the ensuing chaos of mosh pit explosions.
Their latest tour, aimed at the fervent Wargasm cult, unfolds with the debut album “Venom” at its core. The near-riot masked as a concert kicks off with the album’s title track before the tranquility and peace of “Rage All Over” and “Minigun.” Who am I kidding? Limbs flail wildly, reminiscent of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
Wargasm’s forte lies in inciting the crowd to turn “feral.” Spend ninety minutes with Sam & Milkie, and it rivals a Vatican exorcism.
The set, as anticipated, revolves around the new album, the backbone of the monster comprising nine out of the 14 tracks. As Sam subtly puts it, “If you ain’t listened to the new album yet, this is gonna be a shit night for you.” Yet, each track is welcomed like an old friend into the chaos. Standouts include the sultry “Modern Love” and the chiropractic-inducing “Bang Ya Head,” where Black Cat Bill from Dropout Kings steps in for the old Red Cap Durst.
When folks in the disabled seating rise to grip the rails, banging their heads as if lives depend on it, you know the war is won. All that’s left is the gasm, delivered with a vicious two-part encore of “D.R.I.L.D.O” and “Spit,” threatening to have the crowd met by police riot vans upon exit.
Wargasm is pounding on the festival headliner’s door, ready to kick it off its hinges if it’s not answered soon.
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First attended gig: Republica, circa 1996.
First gig shot: Hands Off Gretel, at The Louisiana!
Dream gig: Huge metalhead and my ultimate dream gig would be shooting my heroes Slipknot at a huge stadium gig, or as festival headliners. And to experience shooting a headline tour outside the UK
