Frank Carter And The Rattlesnakes – Glasgow, 02 ABC - 5 December 2017 Print E-mail
Written by Allan Maxwell   
Tuesday, 19 December 2017 04:20

As I arrived at the O2 ABC, first support act Ecca Vandal were already on the stage. The Australian plays an energetic set to a sparsely populated room. The few people in the venue at this time responded enthusiastically to the set, although I suspect many people were conserving their energy for the main act of the evening. From the three tracks I got to witness, they were very impressive and energetic, an act I will definitely be watching out for in the future.


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A quick changeover brought out Basement. The room was now filling up nicely, already starting to heat up. The five-piece put their all into their 30-minute set, with singer Andrew Fisher belting out the lyrics, pushing his voice to its limits. Towards the end of their set brought the first of the evenings crowd surfers.


Next up was Frank Carter And The Rattlesnakes. There’s not many people left that haven’t heard about their live show before. Security doubled from the usual quantity at the ABC in preparation of the sea of crowd surfers expected, and mosh pits. The Glasgow audience did not disappoint, from the very offset, with the ever popular (yet irritating) chant, becoming ever more popular at Glasgow shows, “here we, here we, here we fucking go” repeatedly until Carter and co take the stage.


As guitarist Dean Richardson hits the first notes of ‘Primary Explosive’, the band burst into life, with every single member excreting themselves to their fullest. ‘Rotten Blossom’ quickly follows and brings yet more chaos underneath the giant disco ball above the dance floor of the ABC. No sooner had the last notes rang out than they blast immediately into the anthemic ‘Juggernaut’. Carter performs like a man possessed and captures every single person’s attention. Standing on top of the crowd, with arms out stretched, Carter asks “how the fuck are you?”


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The band are back on top form, after having to cancel a few shows recently as vocalist Carter had suffered tonsillitis, as he explains: but “you think that's gonna keep me down? Fuck that!”


Before launching into 'Wild Flowers', Carter invites girls to crowd surf in a safe and respectful environment, to which they take up the offer immediately and come over the barrier like an avalanche of sweaty Glaswegian women. Carter, being a man who is very protective over his many followers, spots one man trying to get in on the crowd surfing action during the song and immediately stops the song: “Why can’t you let them have their fucking moment, you prick?” he exclaims. Not letting this spoil the moment, they blast straight back into it.


Slowing the tempo down for a breather, 'Acid Veins' gives everyone a few minutes to catch their breath, before bringing it back up again to the madness that has continued throughout the night.


A rock show featuring Frank wouldn't be complete without his usual trip out into the crowd, and this time sees him visiting the people up on the balcony of the ABC during 'Jackals'. Another calmed moment was during 'Loss', which like most of his songs, is a very heart-rendering track written about the loss of a family member and his struggles to deal with the emotions. Carter emotes the song both visually and in his voice, where you can hear and see the hurt trapped inside the man.


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Opening with 'Devil Inside Me', they rip through a four-song encore, ensuring that everyone gets their money’s worth out the show. The final moment of the evening comes in the form of 'I Hate You', and there is not a single person in the audience not belting out the words “I hate you, and I wish you would die.”


From the very offset of this show you could feel the excitement from both new fans and old. It is well documented that there is never a dull moment to be had when FCATRS play a show.


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