“I Am the Night, Colour Me Black”

Priestess Lay Down their powerful set at Montreal sur les Quais

By Tyler Finigan

The night was cold and wet and so was the beer, but the only storm that was brewing was the electrifying performance that Priestess was to deliver.

Considered to be the city’s best kept secrets, Montreal’s own Priestess played played a thunderous show a free concert last Saturday night at the old port.
“They’re never disappointing,” said Carl Lecroix a rabid fan. “Their show is just as good as the next.”

These talented  musicians have a sound that captivates you by the first strike of the chord. With yelping vocals from Mickey Heppner and amp shattering riffs by both bass and guitarists Dan Watchorn and Mike Dyball, the first thing that comes to mind is “woah!”

The crowd might have been small, but they were thrashing their way to the front of the stage and circling around in a mosh for every song. The audience was lively, but the thing that kept it going was the music.

Priestess’ music is like a cross between Black Sabbath and Rush. It has all the complexities and lyrical content of Rush and the head pounding riffs and darkness of Sabbath.

Although young and timid this group knows what they have to do to please the audience. They delivered a set  full of their heaviest hits and some of their better known as well. “Lay down” pounded its way through the speakers from its initial snare beat, played by drummer, Vince Nudo, to the over the hill riff by Watchorn.

Occasionally Heppner would acknowledge the crowd yelling out a ‘hell yeah,’ with his fist raised in the air. The audience would cheer them into their next song and then it was back to business for the lead singer. His melodic voice lingered past your memories and into your subconscious until you got home at night to fell asleep.

The set was coming to an end, but no one say it coming; they were too busy sucking up all the Priestess they could take.  To finish off the night “I am the Night, Colour Me Black” was the song of choice. The heart beat of the bass section climbed up your spine and came out through your eyes. The punkish roots to the song made the fans stomp their feet and raise their fists in approval. The show was a hit.

When they went to perform on more song, a concert authority came onstage and  told the band to get off.

“The next band is supposed to start now,” said the authority, while shouting over the crowd.

Heppner excused himself and the rest of the band and left the stage. This of course resulted in booing and a barrage of beer cans towards the stage.
After the crowed settled down, the unexplainable feeling still lingered in the air. The feeling of a good rock show left with every one who shuffled on to the next stage.

The night was cold and wet and so was the beer, but the only storm that was brewing was the electrifying performance that Priestess was to deliver.Considered to be the city’s best kept secrets, Montreal’s own Priestess played played a thunderous show a free concert last Saturday night at the old port.

“They’re never disappointing,” said Carl Lecroix a rabid fan. “Their show is just as good as the next.”These talented  musicians have a sound that captivates you by the first strike of the chord. With yelping vocals from Mickey Heppner and amp shattering riffs by both bass and guitarists Dan Watchorn and Mike Dyball, the first thing that comes to mind is “woah!”The crowd might have been small, but they were thrashing their way to the front of the stage and circling around in a mosh for every song.

The audience was lively, but the thing that kept it going was the music.Priestess’ music is like a cross between Black Sabbath and Rush. It has all the complexities and lyrical content of Rush and the head pounding riffs and darkness of Sabbath.Although young and timid this group knows what they have to do to please the audience. They delivered a set  full of their heaviest hits and some of their better known as well.

“Lay down” pounded its way through the speakers from its initial snare beat, played by drummer, Vince Nudo, to the over the hill riff by Watchorn.Occasionally Heppner would acknowledge the crowd yelling out a ‘hell yeah,’ with his fist raised in the air. The audience would cheer them into their next song and then it was back to business for the lead singer. His melodic voice lingered past your memories and into your subconscious until you got home at night to fell asleep.

The set was coming to an end, but no one say it coming; they were too busy sucking up all the Priestess they could take.  To finish off the night “I am the Night, Colour Me Black” was the song of choice. The heart beat of the bass section climbed up your spine and came out through your eyes. The punkish roots to the song made the fans stomp their feet and raise their fists in approval. The show was a hit.When they went to perform on more song, a concert authority came onstage and  told the band to get off.

“The next band is supposed to start now,” said the authority, while shouting over the crowd.Heppner excused himself and the rest of the band and left the stage. This of course resulted in booing and a barrage of beer cans towards the stage.After the crowed settled down, the unexplainable feeling still lingered in the air. The feeling of a good rock show left with every one who shuffled on to the next stage.

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