The massive queue outside the venue at just 6:30 pm. Patched cuts all over the shop covered in silver long hair, or the lack of it. It’s vintage Trash night, and people are up for a good headbang at the expense of some energetic loud screaming crunching guitars.
Inside the venue is quiet at first, but everyone knows it’s just the calm before the storm. Something is about to go down. Progressively as each band takes the stage, the temperature is rising, Until Overkill enter stage. By then the epicenter of a damning sound reaches the massive PA with an explosion of energy and light. Bob Blitz’s energy is absolutely unstoppable. In no time the security has a good job at hand getting hold of pouring moshers, streaming through the crowd in the direction of the stage. A proper Metal gig that was. If you were there you’d know exactly what I mean.