Lamb Of God
Copenhell - 2019
Text: Tobias Nilsson Photo: Lunah Lauridsen
One band that could have easily headlined a day at Copenhell was Lamb Of God. They didn’t though, that honour was reserved for Slipknot, but judging from the audience turnout, Lamb Of God could have been just as good a choice as the bemasked Iowa citizens.
“It’s good to be back here in one of the most beautiful cities in Europe!”
- Randy Blythe (vocals)
Lamb Of God didn’t really have anything new to bring, but the classics set of their thrashy groove metal did the trick just as well as any new song could have - maybe even better!
It was easy to feel the lively response the band got, what with an energetic moshpit, as well as a lot of people jumping, and more still raising their arms and horns high. Crowdsurfing, which had been a popular sport at Copenhell so far, had a more modest beginning here, but grew in intensity as the show trudged on.
There was one girl who was just a bit luckier than the rest of the crowd, in more than one sense. At one point, a passport went flying, and landed on the stage. Blythe picked it up, and called out the name written inside, and after a short while Elinor from Sweden managed to get herself into the security pit, and have her passport personally handed back to her by the singer - I bet she was smiling all the way back to her spot afterwards.
Personally, I felt no such joy. Don’t get me wrong, Lamb Of God does a consistently good job, delivering lively performances and giving the audience what they want, including local shot-out’s like the Christiania dedication in 512, but as I’ve mentioned in the past, they just feel too damned repetitive for me. I know it’s a matter of pure taste, and that many love this band exactly for what they do, but I crave a bit more variation to get hooked, and Lamb Of God just doesn’t deliver on this level.
So, for fans I’m sure this was a great show, but I got bored after a while, and not even the monster circlepit that the crowd dished up for the finale, where the band played their hit song Redneck, was enough to lift my spirit. But there you are, that’s taste for you.
Setlist (incomplete):
Walk With me in hell
Now You’ve Got Something To Die For
512
Laid To Rest
Redneck
“It’s good to be back here in one of the most beautiful cities in Europe!”
- Randy Blythe (vocals)
Lamb Of God didn’t really have anything new to bring, but the classics set of their thrashy groove metal did the trick just as well as any new song could have - maybe even better!
It was easy to feel the lively response the band got, what with an energetic moshpit, as well as a lot of people jumping, and more still raising their arms and horns high. Crowdsurfing, which had been a popular sport at Copenhell so far, had a more modest beginning here, but grew in intensity as the show trudged on.
There was one girl who was just a bit luckier than the rest of the crowd, in more than one sense. At one point, a passport went flying, and landed on the stage. Blythe picked it up, and called out the name written inside, and after a short while Elinor from Sweden managed to get herself into the security pit, and have her passport personally handed back to her by the singer - I bet she was smiling all the way back to her spot afterwards.
Personally, I felt no such joy. Don’t get me wrong, Lamb Of God does a consistently good job, delivering lively performances and giving the audience what they want, including local shot-out’s like the Christiania dedication in 512, but as I’ve mentioned in the past, they just feel too damned repetitive for me. I know it’s a matter of pure taste, and that many love this band exactly for what they do, but I crave a bit more variation to get hooked, and Lamb Of God just doesn’t deliver on this level.
So, for fans I’m sure this was a great show, but I got bored after a while, and not even the monster circlepit that the crowd dished up for the finale, where the band played their hit song Redneck, was enough to lift my spirit. But there you are, that’s taste for you.
Setlist (incomplete):
Walk With me in hell
Now You’ve Got Something To Die For
512
Laid To Rest
Redneck
