Pure Fucking Armageddon

Mayhem live shot by Marco Giuliano.

The Messe Noire of the fathers of Norwegian black metal consumed at Campus Industry Music, Italy. A backwards ritual in 3 acts that started with tracks from their latest records, with a remarkable sequence from “Daemon”, in which Hellhammer’s drumming emerged at its best. Lights down, Freezing Moon opens the dance to the masterpiece tracks from “De Mysteriis dom Sathanas”. 4 tracks that pass in a heartbeat and then lights go down again. Last reprise gives a perfect closure to the hell unleashed by the infamous and immortal songs from their “Deathcrush” era. The cursed past of Mayhem helped in shaping the sound and the history of an entire generation and we are enraptured to see their black flame still gloriously burning. Opening act by Mortiis with an eerie epic/ambient tracklist that set the right tone with its martial progression. Pictures by Marco Giuliano.

Pure Fucking Armageddon / Mayhem Live

Credits:

Mayhem Live in Parma, Italy / @thetruemayhem
Report by: Marco Giuliano / @marcogiulianoph

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