Heavy Lies The Crown Pummels The Shrunken Head in Columbus

Friday September 14 in an assuming cozy bar nesting on the West 5th Ave side of town, four bands played an intimate performance that shook the walls of the redrum, err red painted rooms. Though no blood was spilled there was plenty of gore and violence spewed/hollered/screamed/roared/screeched/squealed from the stage to accommodate the nights musical debauchery.

Columbus has an Esoteric Agenda or at least four long haired metal freaks do. Their name based on a documentary about symbolism and conspiracy in society and their agenda was to open up the Sinister Elixir and play the loudest, most evil sounding technical death metal this side of the northern state. When your singer looks like kin to Testaments Chuck Billy and George ‘Corpse Grinder’  Fisher from Cannibal Corpse there’s really only one kind of music you can get away with playing. Singer Nick Larry inhabited the ‘very’ tight claustrophobia friendly stage making good use of the self brought strobe light. Hurling out straight jacket excitement from the deepest darkest corner of the insane asylum contorting into all forms of menacing screeching facial beasts unleashing the chained up tortured soul within. His head bouncing and twisting as if awoken in a Jigsaw booby trap.  The surrounding music gave praise to all that could be used in a ‘Hostel’ environment. A dual guitar audio onslaught free for all of airborne torture utensils and resulting noise splatter.  Fourth of six decibel shredders was The Mechamortal Eradicator about bringing an Assassin back to life with robotic limbs, for those that like their robotic synthetic engineering with a few pounds of flying flesh. Illuminating the Dogmatic Index can be heard on their Facebook page along with video updates and a live performance presumably in someone’s hard-core basement.

Now for something completely different as Dayton’s power trio Ex Luna Ut Terra (From Moon to Earth) set up shop opening with Death Stumbles Drunk on Its Way (we’ve all been there on a weekend night or two). An audible tribute to the basement sound of early 90‘s black metal, fitting given the singer/guitarist resembles Dimmu Borgir’s Galder minus the corpse paint of course. Their music can be described as black metal fused with psychedelic experimentation. Black metal meets Opeth with groove, Black Sabbath breakdowns with some slow carefully placed tranquility edged with a trippy 60’s feel. Mikael Akerfeldt would be proud. The slow stirring growling candlelight vigil with a bite feel of Soaring Above Moonlit Clouds followed by Last Sunset Seen Through These Eyes finished a uniquely cerebral set.

The second of a double dose of Dayton’s best, Lysura came on performing their debut set and show as a functioning band. Yet another musical project/incarnation of skins smashing madman Eric ‘Hammering Hobbit’ Barnes who has no less than five active bands going at any given time. Melodic Black/Death metal featuring former members of Acheron and Beneath Oblivion. Their set featured two Facebook tunes the underground echo bass line opening of Fusion Script and A Human Portrait not to be confused with King Diamonds Fatal Portrait complete with its monster crunching Sabbath tidal wave riff s accompanied by evil screeching vocals from hell’s underground. They brought out the darker side of what Opeth might sound like minus the slower parts if they were black metal inclined. Quite fitting in that screecher Max Otworth resembles a cross breed of a young Tony Iommi and Mr. Akerfeldt.

Now that we got all the nice family friendly metal out of the way its time to break out the animal decapitator and do some good ole fashion swine chasin’ as Indianapolis death metal flesh churners Heavy Lies The Crown break out a slaughter house wake up symphony that would put fear into any healthy livestock worldwide. Incorporating the very genre specific vocal style sounding like your hearing the last moments of Wilbur’s life. With 1000 beats a minute, carnivore munching guitars and a dinner bell clanging bass this is the kind of dirt road backwoods noise used to torture terrorists with.  Definitely not for light hearted folk but if your familiar and/or love bands like Suffocation, Cannibal Corpse or enjoy farmhouse documentaries this might be heaven on CD.