Enter to win 2 tickets to the 12/27 Black Breath, Paralyzer, Old Skin, and Countdown to Armageddon at the Crocodile! All you have to do is send us an email to theseattlepa@gmail.com with the subject BLACK BREATH CONTEST and you FULL NAME as the message and that is it! You’ll be entered to win 2 tickets to the show brought to you by the Seattle PA and the Crocodile. Winners will be notified by email on 12/26 at 5p.m. This show is ALL AGES, 8 p.m.
Preview By Brandy Rettig
The Highline was as hot as hell’s thermostat would allow the last time I saw Black Breath there. As the music raged on stage, fists wildly punched upward from the audience below. Submerged in that thrashing pit of guitar fueled turmoil, I was flogged from every direction by random limbs flailing out from sweating bodies. Necks were spraining as their owners whipped them violently back and forth sending explosions of hair leaping into orbit and landing like bits of stinging shrapnel on the sleeveless arms and red cheeked faces of those unfortunate enough to be beardless.
When the first few notes of Black Sin (Spit on the Cross) slashed their way out from the stacked Marshalls, I knew I only had an instant to fill my lungs with enough oxygen to be able to holler along with Neil McAdams’ entire ten second, hellhound summoning yell. I opened my mouth as wide as it would go and sucked in a huge lungful of thick, hot air. But surprise and confusion suddenly washed over me when, instead of air, I felt a piece of rope (rope?!) snaking its way over my tongue and down my esophagus. In an instant I was seized with horror as it became frighteningly clear to me exactly what was occupying my airway: some random person’s dirty, sweat-soaked dreadlock! Before the shock and revulsion could fully dawn on me, the knotted mass of hair was gone again, having been yanked up from the depths of my gullet and back into the personal space of its rightful owner. The yell I had been so eagerly anticipating from the stage began, and believe you me did I ever scream along—to date, I have never yelled so loudly and so forcefully to any song as I did in that instant. And I am convinced that the dreadlock encrusted air that I expelled from my lungs during that shriek was literally black breath.
Friday night, December 27, 2013, Black Breath will be playing what they refer to as their “last remaining live atrocity this year” at The Crocodile. Also on the bill will be Old Skin (members of Anhedonist, Same-Sex Dictator, and Marrow), Countdown to Armageddon and Paralyzer. I can’t think of a better way to abruptly end the Christmas holiday craziness than by thrashing around in the pit (with my mouth closed) at this rager of show.
