Metallica at Cox Arena 12.16.8 Eric Nielsen
Look deep into The Sword, see yourself, blind your eyes, empty your mind. Remember. Remember the time when music was a valuable instrument of change. That was last night, lingering into today, at The Sword, blessed, broken, uncommon and soulful. Reality blurred perfectly into the shadowy world behind Steppenwolf's door. When's the last time the music shook you loose, shook you into a rebirth, halved, split and baptized? Naturally and unpretentiously, The Sword melted most of Gods of the Earth. Too bad fucking Metallica hogged the volume for their set and kept The Sword's sound at a level that screamed, no corrupted, for more.
Through the distraction of stage in the round, the songs thrust forward, through the mist and stirred a Sabbath air. Great downplayed vocals, superb soulful double guitars, Allman old school, emotion balanced on a Ministry's backdrop of relentlessness dominated the complete thirty minute set.
With a sacred confidence did The Sword outshine the other bands on the bill. Destiny determines this feeling, simplicity and sophistry dominated the evening. Most of the crowd missed the best of the night. Oh yeah, Metallica and Lamb of God played too.