In an interview with a different paper from another time, Zoroaster singer-guitarist Will Fiore described the Atlanta band’s music as sounding “nasty and awesome.” No hair metal band ever named itself after an ancient Persian prophet—Zoroaster is exponentially more cerebral, so those don’t seem like the most apt words to describe Fiore’s band. But they work. Nasty can mean fierce, and the trio’s aural tumult is vicious and, well, kind of awesome.
A meaningless word, awesome, but in the realm of heavy metal, it says it all. Take, for example, the first ten minutes of Zoroaster’s fourth album, Matador. The psychedelic opener “D.N.R.” dirges along for 6:26 while you float in the Lotus position on a magic carpet that reeks of incense and bongwater, and Fiore’s soothing Gilmourian roar intones “don’t tell me how to die.” This segues into the quick, chaotic rumble of “Ancient Ones,” where the do-not-resuscitate hero of the previous track shriek-wheezes about communing with spectral entities that populate his great reward. It’s a monolithic one-two punch; calling it ‘awesome’ is reflex.
Zoroaster
w/Weedeater, Oldtimer, Muckraker
Burt’s Tiki Lounge
726 S. State
Saturday, March 5
9 p.m.
$10
Date: Mar 5, 2011
Time: 9 p.m.
Phone: 801-521-0572
Address: 726 South State Street, Salt Lake City, 84111
Where: Burt's Tiki Lounge
Date: Mar 5, 2011
Time: 9 p.m.
Phone: 801-521-0572
Address: 726 South State Street, Salt Lake City, 84111
Where: Burt's Tiki Lounge
