Death Grips and Cities Aviv in Vancouver (Live) [Review/Photos]
Vancouver, BC – Timbre is re-upping the stakes of Vancouver’s music scene, bringing the strangely experimental and rowdy lineup of Cities Aviv with Rimar opening up for Death Grips. No one was ready for the war zone Death Grips caused. Having just been dropped from their label Epic (because of a self-enacted album leak) these troublemakers never seem to give a fuck about anything but their music. Not only do all these artists cross the boundaries of hip-hop into new territories of punk, experimental death metal, rock and psychedelic-electro but they transformed Fortune Soundclub into what felt like a grimy back-alley warehouse where a punk shows would exist. The crowd was dressed for a musical bloodshed with combat boots and studded jackets as armor.
With demonic back-beats setting the mood, Cities Aviv and Rimar seemed to appear onstage amidst the fog, yelling for Vancouver to “Make some noise for yourself!” A possible ode to MJ, Cities Aviv –a.k.a- Gavin Mays rocked a single black leather glove. At first the crowd was a little timid, Cities Aviv sensing this, raged into the audience single-handedly starting a mosh pit, crowd surfing and injecting aggressive atmosphere. At one point Cities Aviv called for VanCity to “Cry with me Vancouver, tears of joy! I love you” to which a panty-wet babe wiped the dripping sweat off his face with her red lace bra. Swaggin’ over to the other side of the stage Cities Aviv spit hard before getting the crowd to continue to pulsate with rage and onslaught for “Visions of Us.”
The crowd was full out moshing as Death Grips materialized onstage to play “Lord of the Game” with Stefan “MC Ride” Burnett on vocals who was dripping in God-like sweat. Zach Hill was positioned practically on the floor with his drums next to two mirror-sized monitors flashing Death Grips videos and visuals. Flailing like a sweaty zombie corpse, MC Ride pummeled the audience into submission with his gravelly satanic-like voice. During “Guillotine” the mosh pit warfare reached another level with hundreds of sweaty and shirtless fans – the battle wounds were left at full impact.
Death Grip’s experimental performance was like an angry pit-bull on acid; weird, slightly disconcerning and rowdy as fuck. Vancouver needs more aggressive shows like this one, getting greased up like two girls in an oil fight, the crowd rocked out harder than a Viagra-induced boner.
Written by Nicola Storey @shortStorey for HipHopCanada
Photos by Jamie Sands @jsandsphoto for HipHopCanada