Photo: Geoff L. Johnson | geoffsphotos.com
A steady stream of longhairs, hipster girls and middle-aged metalheads filed into the Urban Lounge on a chilly night to be baptized by a maelstrom of bone-shaking riffs from three of the loudest bands currently occupying planet earth: Lord Dying, Black Tusk and Red Fang. As the crowd filed into the venue, standing room quickly became hard to come by, and bartenders manned both the bar in the northeast corner as well as the rarely utilized southwest booze station. All three bands brought an ample supply of merch, including the usual assortment of T-shirts and records, but most eye-catching were the screen-printed posters commemorating this particularly rifftacular tour. It was also amusing to see that each band was hocking their own trucker hats, complete with a print on the underside of the bill. Fans were intent on acquiring their musical keepsakes early, many of them clutching their newly prized possessions as Portland’s Lord Dying took the stage—if they had known how raucous the night would become, maybe they would have waited until after Red Fang departed to insure the safety of their fancy new records and posters.