August closed with an event that will—finally!—be expressed here in all its true dimensions: one of the four primordial entities that gave rise to extreme metal set foot on Colombian soil. Unfortunately, it seems this wasn't firmly understood by most of those who call themselves metalheads. Black Sabbath is, to metal in general, what SARCÓFAGO represents to extreme metal. That's beyond dispute. Neither Venom, nor Hellhammer, nor Bathory managed to transmute so much violence and blasphemy from the very beginning. SARCÓFAGO did it with a single, supreme work: I.N.R.I. (1987), and at the Bogotá Subterránea Fest, the curses of Satanas, Satanic Lust, INRI, Deathrash, and perhaps the greatest composition in the history of extreme metal: Nightmare, were unleashed (in that order).
These hyperboles, meant to quantify what happened, are not artificial. There's History, and it's written in stone! You can review what have been written, felt, and thought about extreme metal, and the conclusion will be that my hyperbole falls short. Why wasn't the attendance as massive as it should have been in a scene that is said to be one of the most extreme? The answers are found in my book Bienvenidos al Sabbath: Underground Metal is more vital than ever! What happened at BSF confirms my hypothesis: the more commercial artifices contaminate metal, the deeper the underground sinks, becoming more elitist and more conservative. There's no room for excuses here: "Too many events, no money," but it's Incubus from the classic SARCÓFAGO lineup; you couldn't miss the opportunity to thank and enjoy live his contribution to the genre if you love metal. "But it's a tribute band," a highly questionable excuse when there are original members and when SARCÓFAGO's songs are performed as if they were classical music, with the same rigor, without losing their power, violence, Satanism, attitude, and with complete fidelity to what was recorded on the vinyl. The Laws did their entire performance with a backdrop of documentary footage of SARCÓFAGO in its early days. Beyond that, the presence of Incubus (Gerald Minelli) is a categorical reason for the Bogotá Subterránea Fest to go down in history. But I repeat, this was not realized by the local scene. Such a disappointment.
Fortunately, those who did understand what this means were the organizers of the Bogotá Subterránea Fest, and those of us who pay tribute to our roots, those of us who are truly radical (not the misunderstood radicalism I denounced in the first pages of my book). The lineup that accompanied Incubus' visit is evidence that the organizers were very clear about the historic milestone they were building. The excellent band The Laws—even without Antichrist, Butcher, or D.D. Crazy—deserved bands of equal standing, and that's what MORBID MACABRE means: What an impressive force! They are the manifest legacy of what SARCÓFAGO sowed, and as it should be: the apprentice surpassing the master. MORBID MACABRE is Alex Oquendo's tribute to two legendary bands—SARCÓFAGO and MORBID ANGEL—and with that reference, there's no need to go into detail about their performance: In my view, they were the second most important band on the bill and had the best staging of the entire festival. DEMONCY, which closed the festival, represents the most satanic and hypnotic side of the legend, reinterpreted by the Atlanta band. Because here we can't talk about originality; extreme metal was created by SARCÓFAGO, and from then on, everything else is a reinterpretation. But how good!, as in the case of DEMONCY, although of course with its touches of originality and distinction thanks to the character that VJS (guitarist) adds to any of the bands he plays in, and the sound that Ixithra (Robert Crusen) has refined over the years. Black Metal ambrosia.