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Illdisposed
The Rock, Copenhagen - 2011
Text: Tobias Nilsson Photo: Lunah Lauridsen
2011, the year Denmark’s leading death metal dealer, Illdisposed, turned 20. This was to be celebrated by a tour of course, and we here at Metalmoments got a chance to see the show at The Rock in Copenhagen.
This is my recollection of what happened...
The hour was late and the room was warm, sweaty and filled with the spirit of rock n’ roll after the three bands we had seen so far, But We Try It, Arcadia and Raunchy, but now it was time to lock the doors and hide your family under the couch – it was time for Illdisposed!
The band seemed ready to do away with what little hearing we had left with their thunderous subwoofer sound which we first got to feel in the instrumental track Let Go, which was quickly followed by The Key To My Salvation which really let loose the power of Bo Summer. He may have been drunk out of his mind (when isn’t at gigs?), but he and his brothers in arms surely can press out a genuinely crushing show when they feel like it, and tonight they did; one song after the other hammered our nerves to a bloody pulp, and even though the musicians of the band did little more than headbang the hell out of things for most of the time, it was still impossible to miss the energy overload that the band was sending out. Summer was, contrary to the rest of the band, moving about more than I am used to see from his side, and I must admit that it is quite impressive and at the same time slightly intimidating when you see a man of his size jump several feet into the air; something which Summer could be seen to do more than a couple of times this night.
It is actually not fair to make it sound like a critique of the rest of the band; they were certainly pulling their weight as well, they were just not quite on the same level (of alcoholism) as Summer.
”You heard it here first, Bo Summer killed Bambi!”
- Bo Summer (vocals)
While Summer was entertaining the large mass of people between songs with his drunken wittiness, and the band was pummelling us during the songs, it was still impossible not to notice the lack of energy in the audience compared to when Raunchy had played a short time earlier in the evening. Not that it seemed to bother the band, but it was a bit sad to see as it was their tour after all, and their anniversary.
But don’t think too little of us either; there was still a near permanent mosh going on which got extra intense during the songs Case Of The Late Pig (what an epic title) and Now We’re History, and the fanning headbang windmills in the front were impressive as well; it was, much like the comparison between the vocalist and the musicians here, just not quite at the same level.
Maybe this was, in art at least, to be blamed with the poor sound the band had to play with; for the longest time both guitars were drowned out and nearly impossible to hear. It got a little better with time, but it surely never got good enough to call decent. Whether or not this was enough to upset the power-balance between the bands is hard to say, my theory is that there simply were many in the audience who had come mainly for the interest of Raunchy...
Myself, I didn’t really get the feel for the show until a few songs in, but on the other hand when I did it really worked for me. Ok, so maybe this wasn’t the best concert Illdisposed have ever played, but it was entertaining and filled with power when they really got off their asses about halfway through.
The set was decidedly longer than what any of the other bands had had to play around with, but for me this was just about the perfect length for an Illdisposed concert; there was no risk for loosing focus, and the band kept the stamina up to the end.
Setlist:
Let Go
The Key To My Salvation
Weak Is Your God
Believe In Me
Dark
Your Own Best Companion
Heaven Forbid
Throw Your Bolts
Case Of The Late Pig
Fear The Gates
Rape
Like Cancer
Now We’re History
A Child Is Missing
Still Sane
Purity Of Sadness
This is my recollection of what happened...
The hour was late and the room was warm, sweaty and filled with the spirit of rock n’ roll after the three bands we had seen so far, But We Try It, Arcadia and Raunchy, but now it was time to lock the doors and hide your family under the couch – it was time for Illdisposed!
The band seemed ready to do away with what little hearing we had left with their thunderous subwoofer sound which we first got to feel in the instrumental track Let Go, which was quickly followed by The Key To My Salvation which really let loose the power of Bo Summer. He may have been drunk out of his mind (when isn’t at gigs?), but he and his brothers in arms surely can press out a genuinely crushing show when they feel like it, and tonight they did; one song after the other hammered our nerves to a bloody pulp, and even though the musicians of the band did little more than headbang the hell out of things for most of the time, it was still impossible to miss the energy overload that the band was sending out. Summer was, contrary to the rest of the band, moving about more than I am used to see from his side, and I must admit that it is quite impressive and at the same time slightly intimidating when you see a man of his size jump several feet into the air; something which Summer could be seen to do more than a couple of times this night.
It is actually not fair to make it sound like a critique of the rest of the band; they were certainly pulling their weight as well, they were just not quite on the same level (of alcoholism) as Summer.
”You heard it here first, Bo Summer killed Bambi!”
- Bo Summer (vocals)
While Summer was entertaining the large mass of people between songs with his drunken wittiness, and the band was pummelling us during the songs, it was still impossible not to notice the lack of energy in the audience compared to when Raunchy had played a short time earlier in the evening. Not that it seemed to bother the band, but it was a bit sad to see as it was their tour after all, and their anniversary.
But don’t think too little of us either; there was still a near permanent mosh going on which got extra intense during the songs Case Of The Late Pig (what an epic title) and Now We’re History, and the fanning headbang windmills in the front were impressive as well; it was, much like the comparison between the vocalist and the musicians here, just not quite at the same level.
Maybe this was, in art at least, to be blamed with the poor sound the band had to play with; for the longest time both guitars were drowned out and nearly impossible to hear. It got a little better with time, but it surely never got good enough to call decent. Whether or not this was enough to upset the power-balance between the bands is hard to say, my theory is that there simply were many in the audience who had come mainly for the interest of Raunchy...
Myself, I didn’t really get the feel for the show until a few songs in, but on the other hand when I did it really worked for me. Ok, so maybe this wasn’t the best concert Illdisposed have ever played, but it was entertaining and filled with power when they really got off their asses about halfway through.
The set was decidedly longer than what any of the other bands had had to play around with, but for me this was just about the perfect length for an Illdisposed concert; there was no risk for loosing focus, and the band kept the stamina up to the end.
Setlist:
Let Go
The Key To My Salvation
Weak Is Your God
Believe In Me
Dark
Your Own Best Companion
Heaven Forbid
Throw Your Bolts
Case Of The Late Pig
Fear The Gates
Rape
Like Cancer
Now We’re History
A Child Is Missing
Still Sane
Purity Of Sadness



