Our third time at PORTO DEATHFEST has come and gone and it was the best one yet! Last year I was unable to film the event due to surgery. Thanks ACxDC, I wasn’t using that knee anyway.
Dick did not record anything because he is a dick and would rather steal my crutches and pretend he was dying to get a free “last beer ever”. So many dumb fucks fell for that.
Moving on, this year we did everything the festival deserves! Video, photos and even our fourth edition of DOD Magazine landed at Porto Deathfest. (Wait…you didn’t get one? Sucks to be you, they are probably sold out by now but check Bunker.)
With two days of face fucking action in two separate weekends, we’ve been hyped for months to bang our brains at this special occasion.
The first day was a sunday matinée, starting with “Beyond Carnage” from Sintra. A nice death metal appetizer for the day. Although the vocalist was actually pretty good, both with his voice and with his stage presence, he seemed a little out of place among the rest of the band.
Still a great start to the best edition of Porto Deathfest we’ve seen.
It did not take long for things to get really exciting really fast, a new band made entirely of Sinister veterans set fire to the stage with their explosive death metal.
“Neocaesar” conquered our hearts with their fresh old school death metal. The dutch band proudly displayed their effectiveness at sodomizing the audience with rampant headbanging.
As they played the last song, “Blood of the Nephilim”, I noticed two members of the organization moving to the front line with a small paper box. Then they just stood there until the song was over.
With the song finished and the audience cheering loudly and fervorously, the two organizers called the vocalist over and proceeded to slam a cake on his face.
Happy birthday Mike, you beautiful bald bastard. He laughed with cake all over his eyebrows, good to see that big tough metal veterans can take jokes and creampies to the face.
Next was a fresh band, sort of. After breaking up in 2012 with only an EP and a split following two years of activity, turks “Burial Invocation” returned to active duty in 2014.
Four years later, they unleash their first proper album “Abiogenesis” which we experienced first-hand in the face.
Three young dudes (were they supposed to be four? we thought there were four of them) displayed their masterful techniques at fingering strings and banging drums.
Jizzus! These guys can FUCKING PLAY, their music was so fucking delicious, seriously technical yet woven in a way that holds your attention and makes you hard/wet for more.
This show felt smaller than the others, meaning it was the best, their songs are also fucking huge for death metal, but so delicious you just want them to go on forever.
Although it was absolutely lit, the rhythm was slightly inconsistent and surprising in a good way, which made the mosh junkies confused, so moshing was minimal.
Still the best show hands down, the band was supremely comfortable on stage and it showed.
Even more supremely comfortable on stage was the band that inspired them to make death metal in the first place…
…AND THEY PLAYED NEXT!!! HOLY SHIT!
“Fleshcrawl” came from Germany to roundhouse kick everyone’s nuts with their old school death metal. No show on Porto Deathfest was more intense than this so far (including previous editions). It felt like the Bolt Thrower concert we’ll never see.
Moshing was more rampant this time around and Metalpoint was packed with headbanging drunks, howling at Sven Gross. Yeah, the vocalist’s name is Gross, its german, don’t worry about it, I’m sure he’s heard all the jokes.
He was a funny and charismatic guy, his massive presence commanded a mosh pit as big as possible inside Metalpoint. Absolutely delicious.
Day two of Porto Deathfest started off with 75% of local band Back Alley Lobotomy but with the guitarist on drums.
“Aischrolatry” threw a tremendous grind performance. We couldn’t believe this was the opening act since it was so utterly badass.
A lot of people thought to themselves “the fuck is this?”, this is noise grind my friends, get with the times.
We were even more impressed when the band told us that THE WHOLE THING WAS IMPROVISED ON STAGE!!!
Fuck! These guys must have been the best fucking band of the decade! That was improv?! It was so lit, flowed so naturally from the band and…and now I’ll never hear those songs again…
Oh…also it was their first show.
After that blew our minds, it was time for the second birthday of the festival. Why did they put all the anniversary bands second? Probably a coincidence.
Anyway, “Biolence” great and powerful, turned 20 years on this day. I remember seeing these guys years ago, one time the police showed up to crash their party, totally gay.
The police, not the band. Or maybe the complete Ned Flanders who called the police.
Due to this anniversary occasion, several people came to play with the band, old vocalists, old bassists, old drummers, old friends, trve warriors, good times.
But wait, I remember this being a thrash metal band. Why is it so pumped with death metal? We don’t know but we like it a lot.
Biolence doesn’t disappoint and now, in death metal flavour, they are more satisfying than ever. Unless you are a pussy, if you are a pussy then you will find Biolence’s music terrifying, not that it is particularly terrifying but pussies are pussies.
Next was something similar to Neocaesar, a new band made of veterans from other awesome bands. “Grindead” came and grindcored everyone to death with their music. Very satisfying show indeed.
We never thought we’d see the main man of classic portuguese grind entourage “Genocide” ever again. I witnessed the legends almost 10 years ago at V5 (which no longer hosts live bands as far as we know) and it was one of our first contacts with live grindcore. Unforgettable.
It was also fucking awesome when they played a Genocide cover, another one I never thought I’d hear again live. Fucking great, keep grinding people to death, you guys are good at it.
The cherry on top of this death metal cake were Americans “Necrot”. Just three guys with a simple concept, destroy your neck with sonic explosions and look badass while doing it.
Porto Deathfest had been extremely enjoyable thus far, but this moment was the culmination of everything. No mosh pit achieved this much rage, energy or dicksize. The lights were stuck on red so we couldn’t tell if anyone was bleeding.
Who cares though? People are flying, hair is whipping, drums are tearing down the fucking walls and the crowd howls like madmen as the band roars back with death metal.
They only have one album yet so the show felt pretty small. Probably more because it was awesome than for lack of music – they do have a few demos and shit.
As we predicted in our announcement, Tank Crimes has a roster that does not disappoint, just like Porto Deathfest.
Another amazing edition of this kickass festival, where we forget how much beer was involved. Wouldn’t have it any other way, this shit will probably get even more intense next year, so keep this fucking fest under your radar.
Text and video by J.P. Alves
Photos by Diogo Azevedo
Video editing by Quaresma