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I remember seeing these guys for the first time in 96 when they toured with Sux Feet Under and Internal Bleeding. I knew of them but I hadn't actually heard them yet. It just so happened that I had three hits of very strong acid in me that night and I started peaking right as they went on. Talk about a first impression, I'm actually kind of glad that I hadn't checked them out sooner.

I just stood there with my jaw hanging open the whole set. I swear, aside from my eyes darting back and forth across the stage I don't think I moved a single muscle the whole time they played. I had never witnessed anything that intense before and to be honest, I haven't since. Their music is just so sinister and diabolic as it is, so hearing them at all, much less witnessing them live playing only material from the first two albums (since "Failures" didn't even exist yet) whilst being so young, impressionable and whacked out on one of the most intense acid trips I ever had just blew me away. The impression I got was that of orchestral music, warped and distorted to the point where any potential beauty was mutated into ugliness without losing one shred of majesty, like an auditory version of looking at something in some luciferian funhouse mirror. I felt menaced, I felt threatened and I loved every goddamn second of it.

So yeah. Instant fan.

I think if I'd been on acid the first time I saw Immolation I'd be in the nuthouse now. I was sober, and I still felt like hell was about to open up and swallow me.

That's interesting...I remember being really, really stoned once back in Dallas a number of years ago and listening to the third album on headphones and being overwhelmed by it, also thinking of "hell opening up", etc. It wasn't a frightening feeling...it was more nauseating than anything. The second album in particular, IMO, is so warped and perverse that it still hasn't been assimilated by most death metal fans...

spacehamster wrote:I think if I'd been on acid the first time I saw Immolation I'd be in the nuthouse now. I was sober, and I still felt like hell was about to open up and swallow me.

Yeah, that whole experience pretty much tiptoed on an extremely thin line between "holy shit this is the best thing that ever happened to me" and "OH GAD IT'S TOO MUCH MOMMA HELP".

riley-o wrote:

pleasuretokill wrote:Not sure if this is my favorite or not, but it's up there. It's in constant rotation on my mp3 player at the gym

great choice, absolutely relentless song. the solo is like a swarm of bees inside your brain.

Without a doubt, my favorite. Those three notes at the end coupled with that riff gives me chills.

metal5411 wrote:

It's hard for me to imagine another choice.