Thinking about the legacy of an artist and cashing in on nostalgia after two concerts I attended last month.
Fleshgod Apocalypse played in Auckland the other week. I went along, because I’ve been listening to these guys since Oracles came out and pretty much never thought I’d get to see them in my country. I did not regret it.
When we emerged from the pit at the end of the night, sweaty and elated, we were different people.
With both Iron Maiden and Black Sabbath in town over the same weekend, my little metal head was all a-flutter.
Moody, apocalyptic, and utterly spellbinding, we were enthralled by the recent Pop Up Globe production of Titus, Shakespeare’s most bloody and brutal play.