THAT’S A LIE OF COURSE… ZT’s South American entourage, Alex de Moller, Jack Latimer and Ro Cohen have completed a gruelling journey through the underbelly of the South American extreme metal scene and returned in late November last year. The three travelled from Bogotá, Colombia to Lima, Peru to film some of the continent’s most visceral bands for the upcoming, ZT sponsored documentary: “Sudamerica Brutal” (part I). On the course of their journey, the trio met Colombian legends MASACRE,PARABELLUM, REENCARNACION & WITCHTRAP, then travelled to Ecuador to clash with ENTE, GRIMORIUM VERUM...
STEPPING THROUGH THE EMPTY HALLS of the dilapidated skeleton they call ‘La Industria’, we knew the fourth of November would be a night we’d never forget. The broken windows of that once glorious place overlooked the rapids of an urban river that swam with filth, cavernous cliffs rising up and all around its rotting frame. It wasn’t a concert-hall as such, more an old house that time had consumed and some Ecuadorian artist had raped with a sculpture of a giant spider crawling up its concrete facade. Inside, a long, square hall with a cobbled courtyard would be the venue: decaying sofas dotted the walls behind...
Earth’s new album, ‘Angels of Darkness, Demons of Light II’, will be released next month, followed by a European tour. ZT’s Daragh Markham caught up with founding member and riff lord, Dylan Carlson, to discuss the restoration of magic and a rejection of modernity.
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With the release of the second part to ‘Angels of Darkness, Demons of Light’ looming, how are you feeling? Excited, anxious?
I am really looking forward to hitting the road again, and hoping people enjoy it as much as the last album and tour. I really don’t get anxious any more, if people like it, good – if they don’t, then there will always be...
IGOR LUDWIG ICAZA ALBAN is a drunken dervish. As infamous outside of the Quito music scene as he is within, his vibrant tattooed form and glinting smile seem at odds with Quito, a town dubbed the ‘Cemetery City’ by the ZT crew.
As he stumbled through the rolling vistas of broken glass topped walls and razor wire, dilapidated houses and shrieking stray dogs – supported by our cameraman, his own legs rendered redundant by Norteno, the local poison of choice – the creative force of ENTE and SAL Y MILETO mumbled incohate remarks about the ‘pigs’ that had prevented him from finding another drink after 2 AM. Hurled into a...
ALIVE BUT NOT ENTIRELY WELL, ZT’s three-man film crew have just survived a week in Quito, Ecuador after crossing paths with some of the city’s most insane bands and denizens.
The cemetery city was quite a different experience to the sunshine and charm of Medellín – Quito was like a decaying mountain metropolis: a fog-shrouded city of antiquity, a place of biting winds, morbid visions and weathered faces. It’s not hard to understand why Ecuadorians are prone to the sounds of doom and gloom – folk songs of Pasillo, Pasacalle and Yaraví are melancholy ballads rooted in cold climate, sadness and death – songs that...
By request of ZT’s Pawel Palica, guitarist Mark Thömas Baker of US Sabbath worshippers ORCHID has kindly issued ZT with an exclusive tour diary covering their euro-dates with Serpent Venom and Seamount. See below!
Day 1: Upon arriving at Frankfurt airport on October 20th, we realized we didn’t really know what we were supposed to do. We knew Oli would be picking us and Serpent Venom up, but we didn’t know where or when. After sitting around and stressing out for a few hours, I paged Nick from Serpent Venom. He called back and said they were in the other terminal and that Oli would be there soon. We headed off to terminal...
MASACRE / MORBID MACABRE screamer Alex Oquendo is the alpha and omega as far as we’re concerned. As the first person to believe in our South American pipe dream (not even the mag did), Alex deserves our biggest hail… we’ll even forgive him for raping our photographer with a needle.
“I brought you to Colombia to show you that this place is not about drugs and violence.” he told us, and he wasn’t wrong. The Medellin, Colombia he showed us was one of endless laughter, true friends and irresistible charm – streetside sancocho, Sarcofago-worship and “Ultra” metal brotherhood. Though he’s a guttural god of...
