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Friday, April 7, 2017

G is for God Damn

Not the British rock band, but the French southern metal band from Lyon. Formed in 2004, they are Charly (bass), Pich (guitars), Renato Di Falco (vocals), Jerem (drums) and Julien Alves (guitars.)

They've released two full length albums: Old Days (2009) and Back to the Grindstone (2012). Other than this sparse information, I can tell you nothing more. They don't even have a wikipedia listing. According to their Facebook page (last updated late 2016) they are working on a new album.

This track is called All In

In the late 80s, I was a regular binge drinker and often went to pubs and clubs to see bands play. I may have been under age, but I didn't look it, so I was never hassled for ID. One night my friends and I went to the Petersham Hotel (Sydney) to a live music venue called Max's. They showcased a lot of local metal bands, and we were metal fans.

I recall not being greatly impressed by the amateurish bands that night, but decidedly more interested in a young lady who was there. I spent most of the night imagining starting a conversation with her, which never eventuated.

On our way back to the train station, someone called out to us from behind. We stopped, as you do. The speaker was a punk who spoke in an accent so thick we had no idea what he was saying. From his increasing tone and agitation we suspected something might be wrong, and had that confirmed when he hit one of us, then pulled out a butterfly knife.

We ran. Thankfully, he didn't follow.

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  1. I guess the person,who attacked your friend, was drunk.Glad that he didn't put the knife to use & didn't follow. What an adventure!
    You should have just approached & spoken to the lady. Life doesn't give second chances...
    Had been to Sydney last year & found many pubs & clubs there. Never visited any though ;)

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  2. Drunk and generally pissed off with the world. He was an actual punk, complete with skinhead, tattoos and Doc Martins.
    No regrets re the young lady at Max's.
    Thanks for visiting Square Pegs and for taking the time to comment.

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  3. An angry young man. You can't help but wonder why some turn out like that.Thanks for visiting Amble Bay. They are a peaceful lot there!

    Another day in Amble Bay!

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    1. There must be at least one metal head in Amble Bay, even if he or she is perhaps headbanging away in the closet. Most of us are peace-loving folk. We may sing angrily, but there's plenty of love.

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  4. Not a nice memory - well the latter half of the story! Headbangers is quite a good word. I shall have to think on it while I'm doing the laundry. (Groan.)

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    1. We laughed about it later, and no one was hurt anyway. I like doing laundry. From sorting, all the way through to folding and storing, it's my favourite household chore.

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    2. Are you insane?! You enjoy doing the laundry? Pity you live in Australia I'd date you just so you could do mine!

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  5. OMG! That incident took a turn. Glad you got out of situation safe. I would have ran with my maximum capacity in speed.
    My taste in music totally deepens on my mood. Don't know much about Bands but twenty one pilots is my current favorite.
    Thanks for sharing :)
    Best Wishes!

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    1. Thanks for visiting Square Pegs and for taking the time to comment. I don't always listen to heavy metal, just most of the time, and because there are different genres of metal, I can always find something that suits my mood as well.

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  6. I remember paying $10 for a ticket and a beer to see Gwar back in 1990. Second row on the door. Ended up with a chunk of decapitated Gwar Slut on me lol. But not a real decapitation of course

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  7. Now that's a real metal concert experience! Gwar is not a band I can get into. Do you still listen to them?

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