Outpost tonight is a very different Outpost to last week. It’s rammed for a start, and as far as you can see (which isn’t far, it’s only a small venue) there is a sea of battle jackets, studs and hair. The other week I witnessed some of the old guard that are keeping traditional British heavy metal alive, and tonight I’ve come along to see what the new blood has to offer.
Read MoreFirst visit to Outpost for me and it’s a nice little venue. Front of house is a bar (with a decent selection of craft beers if that’s your Thing) and the gig room is at the back. My heart sank a little as the stage is just another bit of the floor; note to self: wear platform boots next time!
The Dead King Company started the night off for us, and they are a young trio who play stripped back indie rock. The drummer was a bit manic and they played well, with a little banter between songs.
Read MoreNestled in the back of a Pizza Parlour/Craft Beer style bar, The Outpost is the definition of a hidden gem. I’d been coming to Liverpool for years, walked past it many a time, even worked about 4 or 5 doors down for a little while, but I could never have guessed a place like this existed. It was tiny, it was sweaty but some of the best venues often are.
Opening proceedings were Arkham Witch. I was under the impression that these guys may have been an instrumental act, a long, slow, Sabbath like intro kept the crowd slowly banging their heads before vocalist Simon took to the stage, that’s when it really kicked up a gear.
Read MoreI know Black Metal has an obsession with Satan and his dominion, but the authenticism seems to have been taken to another level tonight as the Outpost is so hot that you truly feel like you are in the very bowls of hell. This evening the smoking area has become a place of sanctuary where heat exhausted revellers go for air, before diving back into the all-consuming unbearable cauldron of undiluted heat that is the performance area.
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