Black Dahlia Murder Want You to Stay Metal and Obey Curfews
If you’ve seen the Black Dahlia Murder behind-the-scenes DVDs you already know that despite the pentagrams on Shannon Lucas’ drum kit, they are the least evil dudes in death metal. And you also know that they are they funnest dudes in death metal.
On a Tuesday night in the middle of strip mall world Long Island, N.Y., the Black Dahlia Murder gang could be spotted watching the local bands that opened for them at the Crazy Donkey. By 11:58 PM, frontman Trevor Strnad had his shirt off and his ‘heartburn’ tattoo glistening with sweat. The ink on his round, tour-food belly resembles that of 2Pac‘s famous ‘thug life’ tattoo.
“I want to see your fists up on this one!” Strnad shouted at the crowd, didn’t need to the crowd too amped up. They were already going nuts: lip synching all the lyrics to every song, crowd surfing and trying to push the sturdy barricade closer to the stage.
Somewhere not so far beyond a foggy mosh pit, the Black Dahlia Murder finished their last song. “Stay f—ing metal!” Strnad said before slaming the mic on floor.
There were riot-like cries for an encore, but there was never another song played. Even when the curtain closed and the house music went up, the packed venue shouted for “one more song” in hopes that they would get one. Damned curfew!
If you live close to Atlanta or Los Angles, you can catch the Black Dahlia Murder and Revocation for free in December.