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Rating: 11:10 PM, the four Texans from Trail of Dead take the stage at Kesselhaus in Kulturbrauerei; in front of approximately a thousand spectators (average age in their thirties).
There are two guitarists, with a Les Paul and a Fender in hand, Marshall amplifiers.
And the first notes of “It Was There That I Saw You”, track no. 2 from the new album, start right from them, but if it hadn't been for that mid-song switch from distorted to clean guitars, I would never have recognized it: the sound was too confused and imprecise, a flaw that unfortunately accompanied almost all the remaining songs of the concert.
Even with the splendid “How Near How Fear”, really poorly sung, the audience is unable, or perhaps unwilling, to get fired up.
Technically very immature, because despite the overall overwhelming sounds, the performance continues with mistakes in vocals, drums (the guy was drunk, but at least when he sang, he showed more grit than his colleague) and often even the guitars, where the much-appreciated feedback between soft-to-hard transitions was systematically absent.
Even the tracks from the first album “Madonna” fail to convey the energy and quality of the record.
For the record, it's fair to mention the artificial show that, starting from mid-concert, the Texan band provided to the audience.
Continual lineup changes, especially between drummer and singing guitarist, toasts with highly alcoholic beverages, courteous exchanges with the audience by throwing water bottles and even beer (sigh!), stage dives by the drummer/singer, including the demolition of the drums, throwing the bass drum at his replacement who could only get up and position himself in front of it, continuing to play “as scripted” the cymbals, then positioned even in front of the audience, who didn’t miss the chance to hammer on them. The finale degenerated with the group inviting the audience to join them on stage to celebrate with a collective orgy of encores, including finally an impeccable “Homage”, everything is thrown, bananas (boo, the deserved vote 3 becomes 2) bottles, microphones (good scenic support from some members of Vue and Clinic, the first two bands, on the right side of the stage) and at 12:30 AM the concert ends like that, between one “Fuck You” and another, with the drummer rolling down from the stage to personally thank the large Berlin audience, who instead charmingly prefer to head en masse to the exits.
All in all, a bit little for 19 €, the show (even LOR15 noticed identical numbers the next evening in Munich) evidently served only as a backdrop to try to make up for their unfortunate live musical quality and expression.
Much better on CD than live!
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