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M.O.D. (Method Of Destruction) live at Fibber Magee’s in Dublin on June 24th, 2014

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Live gig review by Alan Daly

© Olga Kuzmenko

Photos by Olga Kuzmenko

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Politically incorrect crossover thrashers M.O.D. (Method Of Destruction) took to the stage in Fibber Magee’s Rock Bar last Tuesday night in front of a modest gathering of dedicated fans. Before the main act, we are treated to not one, but three support acts; UK band Hornets, Bray area thrashers Hollow Truth and Bloodstock Ireland winners Psykosis. The acts are an appropriate mix of raw thrash and punk hardcore metal, and with short changeovers between bands, the adrenaline is pumping hard by the time Mike De Leon (guitar), Scott Sargeant (Bass) and Michael Arellano (Drums) are onstage and ready to let loose.

Surly frontman Billy Milano joins them and immediately instructs the crowd to get their fucking asses to the front, promising “We ain’t gonna eat ya”. M.O.D. proceed to blast out a rapid-fire succession of ridiculously short, fast and heavy tracks interspersed with some choice insults and insincerely offensive ramblings from Milano. He tells us that he turned fifty last year and pokes fun at the youthful support acts of the night, commenting that he was making records when they were sperm swimming in their daddy’s nuts.

They lash out a slew of tracks spanning Milano’s nigh-thirty year career with both M.O.D. and S.O.D., including ‘Get a Real Job’, ‘Gross Misconduct’, ‘Anally Inflicted Death Sentence’, ‘Pussy Whipped’, ‘Speak English or Die’ and ‘Fuck the Middle East’. To be fair, Milano does hint that he isn’t really a homophobic, misogynistic fascist; albeit with a tongue-in-cheek sarcasm that could further offend the sensitivities of all but the thickest-skinned patrons. A bonus for the faithful fans is ‘Thrash or be Thrashed’ which hasn’t been played live since 1987.

The crowd are fully engaged and enthusiastic throughout the show, and the sight of more seasoned thrashers rampaging in the small but frenzied mosh pit is a welcome one. Interaction between the fans and their tormentor is regular, especially when immediately after hearing ‘Bubble Butt’ from the 1987 debut album U.S.A. for M.O.D., one smart-ass prompts chants for a repeat performance. Milano devilishly obeys, and amuses us with a replay of the track which only takes about thirty seconds to perform anyway. Afterwards, he promises to treat us to a special performance of a song that he considers to be their own “Stairway to Heaven”: You guessed it; ‘Bubble Butt’. Again.

Despite his offensive lyrical themes, Milano regularly stresses the importance of friends and family, and repeatedly invites fans to join him for drinks after the show, where he would gladly “sign shit” and hang out. Milano is obviously a man who respects those who respect. But when one zealous drunken fan invites himself onstage for the second time despite a previous reasonably polite warning to “get the fuck off the stage”, the pest was lucky that it was Milano’s hand and not boot that ejected him from the podium.

The show draws to an end with an encore of the S.O.D. track ‘United Forces’, and a reprisal of ‘Bubble Butt’ for those who may have missed all of the three earlier renditions. True to his word, Milano and his bandmates hang out with their fans for drinks, photos and autographs after their set. Overall, it was a great night for fans of one of the lesser-known crossover thrash bands, given a rare opportunity to see and meet them in such an intimate venue. At least, for those not easily offended.

 

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