Welcome to my music blog. Here you will find my drunken rambling gig and album reviews as well as occassional upcoming gig listings. This is also an archive of the heavy metal radio show Let’s Mosh that I was part of for 15 years and contains playlists and downloads of quite a few shows. There is also a section which has many scans of gig flyers and presents the boom and bust cycles of the Canberra metal scene. Please feel free to leave comments as I welcome any feedback. Enjoy!

I think this is a Discordance Axis shirt but it may be a Gridlink or Hayaino Daisuki shirt. There is a reference to Grindcore Ninja Commando Team on the DA album The Inalienable Dreamless so I’ll go with that. The photo didn’t come out too well as the shirt is a brighter blue in real life.

I bought it off Jon Chang (or maybe his wife) at MDF 2010 as they had second hand shirts for sale for a brief period in the tiny booth inside Sonar. I think it was just in a box of mixed up clothes and I wish I dug a little deeper as who knows what was in there. I managed to miss most of Gridlink that day and walked in just as they were finishing which pissed me off to no end. Although it turns out they only played for 15 minutes so it’s not surprising I missed them.

If anyone can translate the Japanese please feel free to post a comment.



I’ve added a new gallery to the Flyers page with scans of a magazine that came with a compilation cd from an old Melbourne record label called Deported Records. Deported was run by a guy called Scott Harper who was also the singer of Magnacite for their amazing Safety In The Workplace album and also produced or engineered such legendary releases as the Blood Duster’s Menstrual Soup demo, Damaged’s Do Not Spit and Christbait’s Yeast. The label only put out about 6 releases including a Beanflipper album and the Subversion/Spazz split cd but for me this was the highlight and I treasure my copy of it.

The interviews contained here are mostly hilarious with the Blood Duster and Beanflipper ones being highlights as well as Jason from Blood Duster interviewing Magnacite and asking some nicely inane questions. The compilation cd has some amazing stuff on there with most of it unavailable elsewhere and some rarities like one of the last Necrotomy tracks recorded and also a recording of part of an impromptu live jam of Fear Factory and Christbait members which I’m pretty sure is mostly a Brujeria song.

Below is my favourite song off the compilation which is a live version of Coinslot My Butt Crack from Melbourne sludge gods Christbait. This version is a bit faster than the Dirtypunkmutha version and nearly captures the sheer power of their live performances. The bloke who uploaded this clip appears to have the whole compilation and plenty of other goodies so check him out here.



This is one of my most charming metal shirts from Californian death metal blokes Impaled and their first album The Dead Shall Dead Remain. Fairly self explanatory cover of some poor chap having a unfortunate time on the bogger. I had the pleasure of seeing them play this whole album live at MDF in 2014 and finally got to see the song Trocar which I love so much.

I remember wearing this to a gig at the legendary old Canberra metal venue Rock Ape and having a drunken nightmare woman come up to me and try and read the logo. I really wish I could remember what she came up with but it certainly wasn’t Impaled. She didn’t seem to be offended by the photo though. All class.


The latest stupid metal shirt of the week is from Colombian/US black metal chaps Inquisition. The front print is art by the somewhat controversial artist Antichrist Kramer who has produced a lot of art for Inquisition as well as other bands such as Pseudogod and Vasaeleth. My childish side loves this “eviling up” of religious images although I think Grand Belial’s Key do it better. The back words are lyrics from the song Baptized In Black Goat Blood from the killer album Magnificent Glorification Of Lucifer and I like the classic woodcut art. All round a nicely blasphemous shirt.


The latest stupid metal shirt of the week is from one of my favourite Aussie bands, Melbourne goregrinders The Day Everything Became Nothing. This is from their album Brutal which was 7 bloody years ago so I hope they plan on following it up sometime soon (not holding my breath). I love the simplicity of the front combined with the barely readable, chaotic logo on the back. Also below is an official film clip of their awesome song Cut which I think works well with this post as they looks like tools channeling Lost Horizon. Sorry lads.



OK here is one of the most offensive shirts I own which of course makes it one of my favourites. This is from my favourite death metal band Autopsy and a detail from the super sick art of their brilliant Acts Of The Unspeakable album. I generally hate big backprints like this but as I’m such a fan boy I allow Autopsy to get away with such tacky sentiments. In reality I think their gore/sleaze lyrics are among the best as they are super perverted but quite amusing too and not I-am-dead-serious-that-I’d-torture-a-prossy-with-a-rusty-cheese-knife style of modern brutal dm bands. The whole artwork for Acts.. is below as well so click on the image and see a bigger version where most of the horrific images are visible. The artist took the song titles/lyrics and fashioned the lovely scene and I suspect the front detail on this shirt was inspired by the song Spinal Extractions with the back text being a line from the song Orgy In Excrements.

This was another wonderful present from my mate Jesse as if I recall correctly we did an order from Relapse in the mid 90s ordering 2 of these and only received one which he got. Not sure why as I’ve always been a huge Autopsy fan so I must have bargained poorly that day. The shirt is in excellent condition which is unsurprising as neither of us had the balls to wear this much in public.

I did break my usual rule of not wearing a shirt of a band that’s playing and wore this to the 2010 Maryland Deathfest where I saw Autopsy live for the first time. As you can read in the link I was pretty damn spellbound by their set and was very proud to wear such a charming shirt to one of my favourite gigs. I have plenty of other Autopsy shirts with my Mental Funeral longsleeve being my favourite but this is definitely the grossest.



Here is my latest offering for stupid metal shirt of the week. This is an ancient shirt from New York thrashers Nuclear Assault from their classic song Hang The Pope and is probably from 1988 or so. I was gifted this by my old mate Jesse who left me a huge box full of old thrash shirts, LPs and best of all old Canberra demo tapes which are rare as hens teeth. A few more of my planned stupid metal shirts are from his collection as the thrash world provided some fine examples of extremely cheesy shirts. I actually don’t think this shirt is particularly stupid and from a metalheads point of view it’s awesome but I suspect your average person from the street might be a bit offended.

Unfortunately Jesse was quite slim so this is a little tight on my not-so-slim frame and I’ve actually only worn it once. I wore it to a Municipal Waste gig on their first Aussie tour which is a complete blur as I had quite a few too many beers. I remember trying to talk to legend drummer Dave Witte afterwards at the Townie about his previous band Human Remains but was too trashed and probably just dribbled shit. Very blurry night although I do remember waking up the next day to find one of the other blokes cleaning up his vomit from his bed and the floor. Thankfully none was on this awesome shirt which has lasted well for over 25 years.

Nuclear Assault

Welcome to my new regular feature poking fun at heavy metal shirts with stupid designs. These shirts range from highly offensive to silly to just plain weird. Now don’t get me wrong as I love these bands and proudly wear these idiotic shirts (well most of them) but I am well aware they are pretty cheesy. These are my own shirts from my way too extensive collection and once I run out I’ll probably start farming TShirtSlayer or something similar. I will accept submissions to geoff@mendicantmusic.com so feel free to send any in and remember the stupider the better.

OK first up we have this charming long sleeve from the one and only Impaled Nazarene from their 1999 tour of Australia and New Zealand. This was a quite eventful tour as they were banned from playing one gig due to a right wing Christian idiot politician called Fred Nile and I think they nearly died in a potential car crash in New Zealand. I saw them in Canberra where I had no power to resist the awesomely stupid back print of this shirt. The gig was hilarious as their sound was a complete wall of noise where all you could make out were the vocals and the drums. Being a fan, this was OK by me as I could somewhat decipher the songs but I wondered about how any newbies in the crowd fared. Singer Mika won an even larger chunk of my heart by not only sounding amazing but also being super sleazy on stage and waggling his tongue around every chance he had. Sydney black metal legends Nazxul supported on this tour and ruled supreme too. The venue where this gig was is now a womens gym. I’ve seen footage of this gig on video but am not sure if it was ever uploaded. Fun times.



Warlord MDF 2014 flyer

Here is my extremely late review of Maryland Deathfest 2014 which was my fifth in a row and the biggest fest yet.

Day 1 of MDF commenced with my usual train ride from New York to Baltimore although this time we were in the “quiet” car which was pretty quiet except for the very loud PA announcements which would have woken a tranquilised bull. The contrast of exciting and glamorous New York City to seedy and lurid Baltimore is always amusing and each year I remind myself that I’d never normally go to Baltimore if MDF wasn’t on there. However in reality it’s not that bad and I’ve never had any trouble and have probably just watched The Wire too much. This year I stayed at Brookshire Suites instead of my usual trusty Tremont Plaza mainly because it was close to the final 2 venues of the night but also due to the fun times I had in the Cloud Club last year. The hotel was very nice and the friendly staff immediately upgraded me to a suite without me even slightly hinting at it (probably due to my dashing good looks and accent). Only downside was that the hotel has photos of famous Baltimore musicians everywhere and for the next 4 days I had to stare at photos (including one hung above the toilet!) of some bloke from Counting Crows.

After a nice stretch and relax I wandered up the road to Rams Head Live! which was the venue for the first night’s festivities. It was only a few hundred metres from the Soundstage venue from last year and was set among a cluster of clubs and bars called Power Plant Live! (what’s with all the exclamation points?) where I felt nicely out of place among hordes of trendies. Overall I really like Rams Head as it is a purpose built venue with several levels, excellent sound and, best of all, many bars scattered around. Plus I was very happy to discover they had a delicious oak aged stout on tap which was the only beer I scoffed there for the rest of the weekend. Sadly Triptykon had pulled out due to the funeral of HR Giger so each band received a bit longer to their sets.

I arrived too late for Seven Sisters Of Sleep however I’d seen them several days earlier in NYC. Whitehorse started just as I arrived and I was pleased to see a large crowd enjoying them as they are one of Australia’s hardest working bands who tour overseas regularly and do our country proud. As expected they were heavy as buggery and hunky frontman Pete sounded as intense and scary as usual. Sadly it wasn’t quite loud enough for my ageing ears and it didn’t help that the last time I saw them was at Evil Invaders where they had one of the heaviest sounds ever and a particularly punishing bass sound. The lower volume was good as I found plenty of my American mates and proceeded to catch up with them. The crowd loved it though and I noted my first viewing of the ever present chicken suit guy who was having a grand time as usual.



Sourvein followed and sounded as southern as I expected but my socialising and boozing continued and they were just good background noise for me. I think I wandered outside for some grub and discovered some Aussie friends loitering near the entrance to Power Plant where the poor bouncers warily eyed masses of metalheads.

Up next were Torche who I was very keen to see as I’m big fan of their strange doompop stylings. I was a tad apprehensive that they wouldn’t go down too well at MDF but I needn’t have worried as they immediately kicked arse with a killer sound and some thick riffs and the crowd loved it. I especially loved the super heavy bottom end which was very powerful on songs like Tarpit Carnivore and Charge Of The Brown Recluse. Only downsides were that they didn’t play King Beef, the vocals could have been louder and there was some nasty feedback on Steve’s guitar between songs. It was good to see a band with such a good sense of dynamics and I’m looking forward to their new album. For me they were the band of the night. Thanks again to Return To The Pit for taking infinitely better photos than I ever could.


It’d only been 2 days since I’d last seen them but too much Coffins is never enough! The crowd anticipation seemed very high and of course they went off the second the band started. I wasn’t surprised though as Coffins have a wonderful stomping style as I call it where the mid paced riffs are just the perfect speed for a mosh pit. The setlist was mostly songs the last 2 albums Buried Death and The Fleshland although they cranked out a few favourites at the end with Evil Infection and my favourite song Slaughter Of Gods. Below is a pic of my lifeloving mate Corey enjoying himself during Coffins. 



I saw Crowbar in 1993 in Atlanta supporting Sacred Reich at a rather eventful gig which included watching a car get stolen, skinheads galore in the nastiest mosh I’ve seen, the most alert and active security guards ever, several stabbings and some skanky chick showing her bare arse to my mate Jesse. At any rate Crowbar were amazing that night with the three big lads on guitars and the scrawny very hard hitting drummer and they outshone even Sacred Reich. I later tried listening to their albums but they totally lacked the vitality of their live show so I never really bothered with them after that. All this is a longwinded way of saying I didn’t watch Crowbar and scurried back to the hotel to try and fight my worsening cold (the nice beers I had been consuming surely helped with this). Apparently they were bloody great though and kicked some guy in the head but oh well.

I had one more comment on my notes on my phone for this night of “La Blue Girl” which I had no idea what it meant until I just looked it up and it’s some sleazy anime which “features a large amount of tentacle rape”. Haha sounds like I’d been having an interesting discussion with some pervert that night as there’s no way I would have seen that on prudish US tv! After half scoffing some dodgy Subway food sleep beckoned and the snoring commenced. Keep reading for Day 2.

MDF 2014

MDF proper started on day 2 with the big new Edison Lot compound being used for the 2 main stages and merchandise and food stalls. But before the screeching music could begin I embarked on another party bus adventure with my American mates where we toured delightful Baltimore in an air conditioned bus drinking booze and listening to Lil Boosie. As with the previous party bus, we had to start early as people actually wanted to see bands so we all rendezvoused at some shonky strip club near the big MDF lot. It was hilarious watching mates arrive badly hungover from the previous night. I didn’t get too smashed although I was pretty tipsy by the end. We toured around and managed to see some areas that were scummier than last time that were quite reminiscent of Hamsterdam from The Wire so I was happy. We also had a great laugh watching a woman in a car next us picking her nose and eating it! Another killer BBQ at Chad and Shelley’s place was scoffed and we had a fun play with their dog Teddy and then back in the bus for the return trip. Once again I managed to avoid being conned into dancing on the bus. Sadly there was no gorgeous Playboy model in a gold mesh body suit this time but I still managed to get a few kisses.

Snog thanksagaindoug thanksdoug

This year I’d had the brilliant (or stupid) idea to make a battle Hawaiian shirt as I had plenty of patches and wanted something stupid to stitch them onto. I bought the gaudiest cheap yellow Hawaiian shirt I could find and hastily sewed a smattering of patches on just prior to the festival. In fact it turned out to be awesome as it deflected the heat well and kept me cooler than just wearing a black shirt in full sun. Plus it was priceless seeing the perplexed looks on tough metallers who probably liked the Left Hand Path backpatch but not what it was sewn onto. I received quite a few requests for photos and below are a few pics I found on Instagram of the shirt as well as a mention on a more popular metal website than this one.

Battle Hawaiian

Shirt2  Shirt4

The bus dumped us back at the Edison Lot area and thankfully it only took 5 minutes to get in which was a relief after the debacles in 2013. The new main stages setup was pretty decent (for a carpark) and was easier to move between bands and the merch and food stalls. I rapidly sussed out several important factors and was pleased to find a small shaded seating area which was handy for someone of my vintage, as well as the fact my favourite food vendor from 2013 was back again serving BBQ items. However I was not pleased to discover that the beer menu was exactly the same as 2013 and consisted of very average choices even though I recall the MDF guys specifically mentioning getting a better range for 2014. I may have had 1 or 2 beers for the whole weekend from Edison Lot and just drank water or Gatorade. Don’t worry intrepid readers as I more than made up for it at the other 2 venues as they had awesome beer!

First band up were Castevet who had a decent live sound but didn’t do too much for me at all. I decided to save my poor feet, found a table and was pleased that the sound was pretty good from there. I grew to like these benches as they were generally in shade and the sound for both stages was quite decent from there. I’ve seen so many bands that I really don’t need to stare at another bunch of hairy blokes and am more than happy to just listen.

Ahh Shade

Polish black metal blokes Mgla were on next and boy those fellas must have been hot in all that denim, leather, hoods and black masks in full sun at 3.45pm! The sunlight was a problem for several bands as they lost a lot of potential atmosphere and mystique being on a huge outdoor stage. I completely understand why the promoters would like the fest to become bigger but I prefer less sunlight and more indoor stages. I wonder how a band like Skepticism will go on the outdoor stage at MDF 2015. Anyway back to Mgla who despite the heat put on a great performance to a large crowd. I really enjoy their With Hearts Toward None album and they played quite a bit off it including my favourite song (first track). While watching them I noticed several toddlers with huge ear muffs being held by their parents and I mentally congratulated them for exposing their kids to quality black metal that early in their life. Enjoy my poorly focussed photo below.

Mmm warm

Ruins of Beverast followed and I wasn’t that familiar with their albums and thought they were slower but I was mightily impressed. The song Daemon was a highlight although they too suffered from the lack of atmosphere from the blazing sun. I commenced my merchandise browsing as you have to be careful at MDF as bands only usually have a few hours to sell stuff. Tshirt hoarding is a curse I know all too well although it’s worse when you see people wearing shirts that you missed (tragic I know).

Fellow Germans Necros Christos followed and were bloody awesome! A couple of Aussie mates and I stood right in front of the mixing desk and the sound was perfect which was great as the stage near the merch had patchy sound throughout the festival. Vocalist Mors Dalos Ra had a spiffy top on and their chunky death metal went down a treat. I later talked to a die hard fan in Chicago who whinged about all the old songs they didn’t play but I was more than happy. Surprisingly they only played one mellow interlude as I was expecting them throughout the set. Unfortunately Necros Christos heralded the beginning of an issue that pissed me off mightily about the main stages – the continual invasion of the side stage by self important hangers on. For most of their set there were about 3 people on the left side of the stage including the below lady who seemed to think she was a backup dancer but just embarrassed herself. I labelled her Necros Distractos which was a nice title compared to some I heard. I later saw her at a gig in Chicago and she did the same “ooh look at me getting into it” moves on the stage. For other bands I saw more people up there and it was like when a stage diver loiters too long and you just want the band to violently boot them off the stage. I paid to see the band and not some self-aggrandising knob trying to be cool. OK rant over and Necros Christos were excellent.


I left after Necros Christos and heard a bit of Solstafir who sounded really good. Oops probably should have stuck around but I cabbed back to the hotel for some food and a rest. I managed to miss Mesrine and most of Capitalist Casualties due to nearly falling asleep (curse those comfy beds). Capitalist Casualties are older than me so they probably understood. They were killer for the last 15 minutes of their set although not quite as intense as a few years ago when their singer had just had leg surgery but still played.

I scooted back up to Edison Lot hoping to catch a song or two of Cancer. I found some mates in the crowd and then stood there rather puzzled for a while thinking that Cancer must be playing some newer material I wasn’t familiar with. I finally discovered that it was actually Agalloch I was watching which made a hell of a lot more sense! D’oh! Despite the lack of death metal that I was expecting Agalloch sounded great although I did note on my phone the expression a band probably doesn’t want – ‘good background music’. It didn’t help that I mostly saw new songs I didn’t know and nothing off The Mantle.

At The Gates headlined that night and I expected them to be good but they were great! I’ve always enjoyed them but never been a die hard fan so I was surprised how many songs I knew. They predominantly played songs off Slaughter of the Soul (duh) but had a couple from each album, although they hadn’t released the new album so nothing off that. I saw the bulk of their set but had to leave early to catch Bölzer so I missed what I figured would be the last 3 songs, All Life Ends, Blinded By Fear and Kingdom fucking Gone. I did enjoy songs like World Of Lies, The Swarm and Cold which sounded tough as hell.

I jumped into a taxi and sped down to Rams Head to catch Swiss duo Bölzer who were replacing Aeturnus. I was bloody eager to check them out as I love their Aura EP and I wasn’t disappointed at all. The sound was a bit shitty but they still sounded kick arse for a 2 piece. The setlist was Roman Acupuncture and Zeus.. from the demo, CME and Entranced By The Wolfshook (my highlight) from Aura and new song Labyrinthian Graves. They have such a strange style but it worked well and I was very pleased that he did the wailing vocals well. Great set that you can enjoy below.



I’d knocked off 2 stouts rather rapidly which got me nicely warm and keen for Impaled who were on next at Soundstage. While exiting Rams Head the security made me take my hoody off from around my waist to walk outside which I found bizarre. They are happy for me to walk around in horrible metal shirt and shorts but I can’t have something tied around my waist? Maybe it was so I couldn’t conceal a weapon but as with most security they weren’t overly verbose in their directions.

Impaled were the final band at Soundstage that night and they went down a treat with the crowd who were moshing and stage diving galore. The party brigade had a grand time too with more blow up toys and glow stick shenanigans. Tonight they only played the first album The Dead Shall Dead Remain and had old vocalist and top chap Leon del Muerte out front. I was very happy as I finally got to see the song Trocar live after hassling Leon to play it every time I’ve seen any of his many bands. The whole album rules but Flesh & Blood was the other highlight for me although I did miss seeing newer songs like Operating Theatre or Raise The Stakes. There was a really great energy in the crowd and it was one of the most fun sets I saw all weekend. I also enjoyed the beers at Soundstage and had a tasty local Du Claw Nut Brown Ale or two while watching.

Final band of the night was Incantation and due to Impaled starting late I managed to miss some of their set but there was no way I was skipping any Impaled. I went upstairs to grab a stout and watch and rapidly came to sensible conclusion that Incantation are a great band but definitely music I can sit to so I watched from lounge area and it sounded great so I didn’t feel guilty. To quote Danny Glover “I’m too old for this shit” although when they played The Ibex Moon I somehow managed to stagger over to the railing and thrash. Shame I missed the Onwards.. songs but I’ll survive as it was my 4th time seeing them. It’s a little hazy but I believe I piked early and miss the last couple of songs to instead stumble back to the hotel and commence snoring.