Stoner rock, desert rock, acid rock; doesn't matter what you call it, there's no mistaking the sound of Kyuss when they hit the Hunter Lounge in Wellington, Sunday Night.
The Hunter Lounge is a venue I'm not familiar with, located within Victoria University grounds, it boasts its own cafe and bar; a pretty classy place during the day, come nightfall and it transforms into the perfect venue for gigs, comedy nights and other events.
After waiting eight long years to see Kyuss live, waiting a further ten minutes while the promoters located my press pass was well worth the wait. Unfortunately it added to me missing all bar one song of epic support- Beastwars, who were a raging stoner metal mass with powerful vocals.
A fifteen minute set up time meant prime position for me and my camera to get up front and stay put as the ass kicking 'Hurricane' started, a sea of hundreds all in unison lurched forward it was time to rock out- Kyuss had arrived. John Garcia may be older, wiser and a little bigger round the middle these days, but it made no difference to the power of sound that emerged from within. His gravely tone sounding twice its power and depth live as on CD.
Few words were spoken, because the songs did all the talking as everyone around me swayed and bellowed to the likes of Gardenia, Gloria and One Inch Man just to name a few. Nick Oliveri kept his presence known with his unmistakable pulsing bass jutting haphazardly to my far left; a big shit-eating grin permanently transfixed on his face throughout the night along with an inside joke or three, and a smouldering joint shared onstage from Garcia.
Newcomer, Bruno Fevery, taking the place of Josh Homme, did a stellar job containing the Kyuss essence and standing right in front, I got a first hand look at his great guitar licks. Brant Bjork matched the pace with equal ferocity, with a mass of frizzy hair and sweat, stealing the limelight almost reminiscent of a late John Bonham.
Stomping feet and cries of KYUSS! KYUSS!! The boys belted out an extended encore, 'Green Machine' and Ď100 Degreesí bought the end to a sweaty mass of individuals, hardly able to believe a truly stomping night they had experienced. I'm sure Kyuss walked away on Sunday, not quite able to believe how hard Kiwis can rock out we welcome them back anytime.
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