When you see a band play, you expect to hear your favorite songs live and see their stage show. Your sense of smell never really enters into the equation unless the dude in front of you is farting all night. Watain's shows are a little different. There, you will see Erik Danielsson and his cronies drenched in blood and corpse paint, wearing clothes that look like they are rotting off their bodies. You will also hear their brand of Lucifer-approved Swedish black metal, and probably a little bit of Danielsson's Satanic rhetoric. The one thing that sets
Watain apart from any live band you will ever witness is the stale stench of death they emit. If you think for a second that it can't be that bad, think of how bad it could
be, and multiply that by 12 rotten goat heads on spikes, and five dudes who cover themselves in real
gore nightly and shower as often as they pray to a Christian God. It stinks. And it's guaranteed to make you blow black boogers the next day. Enjoy! ARIS WALES Also read our article on the Devil's Blood.