If there was a MFVF award for the most tight leather and latex outfit, Lahannya would have been the winner.
Eight racks of lights were no fun either. To make things even worse the mixer, all 32 channels, weighed as much as the amp racks, but without the ability to carve it up and reassemble it at the top. Many four letter words later (aimed at the manager) and two gallons of sweat, we managed to push the 300 pound monster sideways up the stairs.
On the first day of Christmas my sound man gave to me… a beer in a road case.
It’s what we know, we’re back to doing what we grew up doing and it’s just a really good thrash show. You’re going to get a lot of cool riffs and it’s going to be pit, pit, pit, you know what I mean. Big circle pits, that’s what we’re after. Come out there and beat the shit out of each other, then after the show’s over have a beer with each other. That’s kind of the philosophy.
