MNN CULTURAL REPORT - CELTIC DREAMS
It was going to be a night out with the guys like many other synthahol-laced fairytales in the sprawl, but that was not to be.
I met with a couple chummers around midnight
at a pub called The Deadlands, a nicely-appointed locale with a nice long bar and decent seating. We comm’d in our drink order, and a pretty young Troll brought us our first round of synth for the night. That’s when I saw her. She was graceful, a knowing grace that only Elves can portray.
We received a comm to link our Simsense modules to Bevin811. That’s when I saw her step out onto the stage. She was wearing a Sim headpiece, and as soon as we linked, I knew she was something special.
Their first song was about a Druidic ritual, laced with a hard breaking beat, and a heavy guitar lead. The imagery of her mind lead us to a forgotten place, rich with arcane mystery and twisted forms gathering over a nocturnal feast. I could almost taste the sweet wine of the secret festival, and saw dark hooded forms performing fantastic acts, all generated by her gritty, chanting lyrics and clever mind alone.
We were captivated by this Elf Bevin, a virtuoso lead singer for the band “Celtic Dreams”. Using the latest in Simtech and pouring a myriad of thoughts, images and emotion into her vocals, she weaves a captivating story through song.
Strangely enough, there was little applause, and to those that linked, the experience was too powerful to be appreciated by banging one’s hands together, void of handclapping much in the same way as one does not clap after a session of good lovemaking, it would belittle it.
Her all-Troll backup trio comprised of Barrett on drums, Filf on guitar and Shad on bass with their hunched, twisted appearance served only to make Bevin stand out and shine more; they’re great musicians, however unlikely their union as a band.
Celtic Dreams’ newest album, “Penance for Sins Past”, has sparked a revival with Celt-induced rock, and other upstart bands have recently joined the Celtic parade, you owe it to yourself to check this out, but more importantly, to see them live as it is an awe-inspiring good time.
Be sure to stop by Deadlands and get one of Kirby’s Kablooies, a mixture of real Irish Whisky, Epsilon Nerve Tonic, Hard Red Synth-Cider and a splash of pineapple juice over ice.
This is Johann Spark, cultural reporter for Metahuman News Network, keep punk in your heart and one in the chamber, chummers.
MNN logo by Mike Underhill
Band Illustration by Tim Keller
9 comments:
This band is worth a listen. Also, the lead singer wants me. The leaf eaters can't get enough.
Breeder, buzz! Bevin is way out of our league.
The show was awesome, the crowd was huge.
And for the most part, well behaved.
Sorry chummers,
I like a dude with more point to his ears!
The Deadlands, always has the best fragging crowds. We just love playing there! Can't wait to see you all again the next time we're there.
Oh ya, Kirby... now he's got just the cutest ears!
xoxo
I bet Kirby would love going down... er, up on you.
Oh, ya... a thanks Bev. I love having you... I mean having the band... no, I mean when the band plays the Deadlands!
This is fascinating, I must hear it. Send your newest album to Weekday Eclipse in Denver and I shall review it.
Like, uh, the Dragon Perianwyr? Are you for real?
I remember when going to concerts involved loud music, dimly lit masses huddled together, trying their best to rock out to whatever was being farted out of half dead speakers....
Christ, i'm fragging old.
Nah, just going to the wrong bars, Billy.
Although with the price of decent speakers as cheap as they are right now, it is, indeed, hard to find a place that has a half-dead set. More's the pity, the static buzz of a slightly blown speaker added a touch of reality to the overly perfect cyber-music that you hear nowadays.
Probably why I like the classics, when plugging in your instrument means giving it electricity from an amp, not plugging it into your skull.
FRAG! Now I'M feeling old.
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