In what seems to be unanimous agreement from all of the friends who were at Friday night’s show with me, High on Fire was one of the loudest fucking concerts most of us have ever seen. Given that this is a crowd of musicians, mostly, that’s not a small thing about which to quibble. For as loud as it was, and as much of a concrete box the Granada is, it sounded amazing. Every band was crystal clear, yet ear-splittingly loud.
Indeed, though: High on Fire blew some hair back at the Granada. It’s always wonderful when a an act’s not touring in support of a new album. I mean, yes — High on Fire released the two live EPs, Spitting Fire volumes 1 and 2, earlier this year, but it’s not like they had an album of all-new tunes to flog. This meant they were able to play whatever, and it made for a set full of blazing rock ‘n’ roll.
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