Finally, as the main act of the evening, Satyricon, entered the stage the room was at last filled with people. For both Zonaria and Degradead, who had played support this evening, there hadn’t been much support, but now it was time for people to wake up.

The question was, was there a reason?
Not really, if you ask me. Satyr, who by all means more or less is Satyricon seemed to be in a really bad mood for unknown reasons, and it even went so far as to him batting away a fans camera as the person was trying to get a picture of him singing. As the fan was not deterred by this, Satyr kicked the camera out of the fans hand and sent it flying through the air. Not very professional in my eyes.

Even though this little incident occurred the large part of the crowd seemed to be on Satyr’s side, and the crowded floor was really into the show with moshing, headbanging and singing along. And they got a lot of opportunities for showing of their vocal skills; songs like Now, Diabolical, Forhekset and Fuel For Hatred all got great chorus backups from the crowd. Also, after asking people to show him the biggest moshpit the world had ever seen for Fuel For Hatred, this was exactly what Satyricon was given; it was insane!

Out of all the frontmen of the night, Satyr was the only one to use his native tongue as he addressed his audience, and although Norwegian and Danish aren’t completely the same the similarities are big enough not to cause a problem as he did so.
Another gimmick Satyr treated us to was when he strapped on a seven-string guitar during Die By My Hand. He kept playing during the next song as well, although here he had his seven-string changed with a normal, white sixstring. Although Satyr handles all guitar duties on album, it is rare to see him shouldering an instrument during live events.

Ending the gig, after leaving and re-entering the stage was (not very surprisingly) their classic Nemesis Divina song Mother North, which for the evening was blessed by one of the best sounds I have heard this song played with in live situations. Actually, Satyricon was blessed with a very good sound throughout, clearly showing in which band the weight of the soundcheck had been put.

Satyricon offered an intense show, even though they did naught but stand around for most of the time, with Satyr lifting his trident microphone stand from time to time to point it over the audience.
The backdrop, showing the The Age Of Nero raven, gave an ominous feel which Frost’s special drumrig helped underline; still the show felt flat and, well, boring… I know I’m not the world’s biggest Satyricon fan, but still the music is only part of a good performance, and it was definitely not the biggest problem Satyricon had for the evening. It wasn’t directly bad, it was just very dull and forgettable.