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Marduk
The Rock, Copenhagen - 2010
Text: Tobias Nilsson Photo: Lunah Lauridsen
As part of their The Great Northern War tour, Marduk decided to stop by Copenhagen once again, this time visiting The Rock, and with them they had brought Ragnarok from Norway and fellow Swedes in Valkyrja, to turn this into a true black metal extravaganza.
As Marduk took the stage, they went straight to work with hammering us all to hell, and finally some activity began to arise in the now tightly packed audience. Headbanging commenced in front of the stage, and a little further back a modest moshpit began growing until it took up the better part of the middle of the floor. This was clearly what the fans had been waiting for.
And for good reason; for once I felt that vocalist Daniel ‘Mortuus’ Rostén was actually making an effort to connect with the audience, at times at least. At one time he let the crowd participate in the noise-making by sticking the mic out into the mass on the floor, aided by the mic-stand for a longer reach, and at other times he spoke, grimly of course, to people who shouted out their appreciation.
He even got a sing-along (of sorts) going for the last song of the main set, Christraping Black Metal (Marduk would, after a short break, return to play Azrael).
The rest of the band was as still-standing as ever though, and musically there was nothing new under the sun either. This caused the same problem for Marduk, in my book at least, as had been the case for Ragnarok; a lack of variation made for loss of interest, and the set ended up feeling far too long. Had they cut a couple of songs off, I believe the more intense feeling would have stuck as the last thing in my memory instead.
With these things in mind, I would still categorize this as the best Marduk show I have seen to date.
I was not particularly thrilled by it, due to a different musical interest, but at least I felt they made an effort with the performance, and it felt much more intense and alive seeing them in this kind of up-front-and-personal venue, instead of on a far of festival stage which was the case last time I saw them.
As Marduk took the stage, they went straight to work with hammering us all to hell, and finally some activity began to arise in the now tightly packed audience. Headbanging commenced in front of the stage, and a little further back a modest moshpit began growing until it took up the better part of the middle of the floor. This was clearly what the fans had been waiting for.
And for good reason; for once I felt that vocalist Daniel ‘Mortuus’ Rostén was actually making an effort to connect with the audience, at times at least. At one time he let the crowd participate in the noise-making by sticking the mic out into the mass on the floor, aided by the mic-stand for a longer reach, and at other times he spoke, grimly of course, to people who shouted out their appreciation.
He even got a sing-along (of sorts) going for the last song of the main set, Christraping Black Metal (Marduk would, after a short break, return to play Azrael).
The rest of the band was as still-standing as ever though, and musically there was nothing new under the sun either. This caused the same problem for Marduk, in my book at least, as had been the case for Ragnarok; a lack of variation made for loss of interest, and the set ended up feeling far too long. Had they cut a couple of songs off, I believe the more intense feeling would have stuck as the last thing in my memory instead.
With these things in mind, I would still categorize this as the best Marduk show I have seen to date.
I was not particularly thrilled by it, due to a different musical interest, but at least I felt they made an effort with the performance, and it felt much more intense and alive seeing them in this kind of up-front-and-personal venue, instead of on a far of festival stage which was the case last time I saw them.