Brutal Assault - 2010

Text: Tobias Nilsson Photo: Lunah Lauridsen

After our great success with checking a Danish act (Raunchy) out at Brutal Assault last year, we were definitely up for another try this year, hence we were only too happy to go up to see Mnemic, a band I already beforehand had a good feeling about.

As their music is, Mnemic also tried to fill their performance with effects on a visual level; during their first song guitarist Mircea Gabriel Eftemie wore a V For Vendetta mask, and throughout the show they were also displaying a video production on the large screen between the stages (normally used for information and commercials).
This, together with their distinct sound surely made them into a special act here, but I can’t say if it’s because they are not well-known in the Czech Republic or what, but even though they had a nice following in front of the stage, the crowd was far from as big as it had been for any of the other bands we had seen up till now…
Still, shame on those who give up they say, and Mnemic was certainly not ready to let anything slip; they didn’t care who came and watched, they were just all about putting out one hell of a lively show for those who were there!
On the note of slipping however, well, you can’t ever be completely sure what will happen, something vocalist Guillaume Bideau learnt the hard way as he fell flat on his arse at one point. He reacted quickly to smooth out the mistake though, swiftly swinging his legs over the edge of the stage, making it look like he had planned all along to sit down during that part. It was so quick that if you blinked you would have missed it, but we know what really happened, don’t we?

All accidents aside, the performance was clearly working. Even though the audience wasn’t the largest one at the festival, everyone who had come was still very enthusiastic about seeing the band, and they weren’t afraid to show it! Already from early on in the concert there was a large mosh/circlepit combo going on, and the fierceness of it perfectly fit the music.
Sadly, the music didn’t really fit the music. Or should I say sound? Either way, the mix was decidedly awful for this show, and everything the band played drowned in a sea of noise before reaching our ears, pulling the overall feeling for the show down.

In the end, I’m sad to say that this show did not excite me as much as I had hoped, but neither can I deny that the people around me were mighty happy.


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