On Monday evening, the 20th of June 2019 I was privileged to not only attend, but to photograph the spectacle that is SLAYER! I arrived at the Covelli Center in Youngstown, Ohio and you could tell that something was in the air! The people were piling in to the Covelli Center from all directions. The masses seemed to be coming out of the woodwork, as they say. As I myself got closer to the venue, the more you could feel the energy radiating in the air.
I got checked in, tagged up for my photo pass, and then it began. First up was Cannibal Corpse, a band that has been around for a while to say the least! I first saw Cannibal Corpse in the movie Ace Ventura – Pet Detective, and after that movie was done I went straight to the local music shop, yes they were abundant in 1994! I have jammed to Cannibal Corpse for years, but until Monday night, I had never been able to see them live… they did not disappoint! Their presence was as invigorating as it was terrifying! The light show was great, and as a photographer, I wanted to kiss the feet of the sound/light technician running the show!
After Cannibal Corpse tore my ear drums from my skull, it was a band that I have never seen nor heard of: Amon Amarth. I can tell you that I have never heard of these guys, and I am sadly disappointed I have not! As the old saying goes, better late than never! These guys had the front portion of a Viking Longboat on stage! You want to talk about being true to your craft and heritage, these guys from Stockholm, Sweden nailed it hard on both points! I was watching in absolute awe at the show these men were putting on, and I found myself screaming in my head to get in gear due to the fact I was only allowed 3x songs to photograph and I can watch the rest of their set later! As I watched Johan Hegg (lead vocals) directing the crowd and riling them up in his gauntlet clad forearms and fists pumping into the air, I found myself wondering if we were going to all unite to pillage and plunder the city. Luckily, I remembered that that both Johan’s , Olavi, and Ted were doing an outstanding job of getting us ready for what was still to come. This meant that any pillaging and or plunder would have to wait until later in the night. As the set unfolded, and Johan was singing out to us in what I can only describe as a newly found Viking metal, he was all over the stage, he was on and off the boat, and I swear that it felt like he was inviting us all to voyage with him. I would like to think that for that time Amon Amarth played, we did just that.
As the adrenaline slowly faded from my veins, and I found my calm from Amon Amarth, I was counting down the moments until I was face to face with the Lamb of God! As the lights were still lit, looking around I saw the crowd had gotten significantly larger from the start of the evening until now. I could feel the atmosphere getting heavier in anticipation for the legends to take the stage, but we were not ready for Slayer yet, oh no! We were all gathered together, crammed in as close as we could get to the stage in preparation for the last two sets of the night. Out of nowhere, the Covelli Center went pitch black and the opening riffs for the Lamb of God was made our eyes roll to the back of our skulls! The cheers were getting louder, and then Chris Adler took his seat at the drums and started pounding away, the screams and cheers louder still. Willie Adler walked out to the far side of the stage from me, and you saw the crowd rush the barrier. Then you saw Randy Blythe come out and running from one side stage to the other, and finally I saw Mark just a couple of feet from me. At this point, the crowd was deafening! These guys just tore the place apart! I was shocked that the energy of these fans and feared they would have no energy left for Slayer. Lamb of God is another band I have long listened to, and yet have never been able to see in person until now. I can say that I have watched videos, and I have imagined a show for many years, on this night these guys proved to me that their light show and sounds were not anything that you can imagine. The way that Randy was running and jumping, then watching the guys feeding off the energy of the crowd, the louder we got, the more pumped these guys were, and they returned that energy to us ten-fold through the speakers and visuals!
The night was coming to the moment we had all been waiting for, it was finally time to see SLAYER! This being their final tour, this was my one and only chance to capture Slayer in action! The intro started, and the main curtain fell. I thought that the crowd was loud before… no, they mustered the voice and energy that drowned out the intro that was playing, and I could no longer hear myself think at this point! Ear plugs in, the speakers in my face, and all I can hear is a few thousand metal heads to my back screaming, and to me this is just the beginning of a great time!
The second curtain fell, the ground team grabbed it and ran to the far side of the stage, and yet again these hardcore metal fanatics found it within themselves to take their cheers and chants a few miles more into the stratosphere! First and foremost, I saw Kerry Kingman just a couple of feet from my face and he was just tearing that guitar apart! The sounds he was making, the way he played those notes, unbelievable! I stood there just mesmerized at how he can just be so fluid with the strings! Seeing his head thrashing and keeping to the beats, the lightshow was in full effect and just as it was with Amon Amarth, I had to remind myself that this is not the time to rejoice it was time to work! Tom Araya took his place at the mic, center stage and I was genuinely curious if I was going to hear much of him over the crowd cheering at and screaming for him! He started singing, time stopped. All I know was I was within an arm’s length of greatness. As Tom sang, to us for what may be the last time in Youngstown, it was a fitting farewell to us and seeing the crowd singing back to him, I can only hope he felt the same.
Snapping as many frames as I could of Tom and Kerry, I made my way over to the opposite side of the stage where Gary Holt was raising hell of his own creation! He was tearing up the strings on his guitar, and he was making things look too easy! At one point, he put the guitar behind his head and the fog machine just made the visuals ever more epic, almost like we were not watching the men of Slayer, we were watching mythical beings who chose to grace us loyal to them gathered in to the Cavelli Center on this final good bye.
Watching Slayer play just inches from me was a dream come true. To be there was phenomenal but knowing this was goodbye was devastating! We look to these musicians for many things in our lives, some of us look for companionship, an anthem to rally with our long time metalhead counterparts, and sometimes, we find that these musical messages are a beacon that reminds us we are not as alone as we often feel. Music does this and seeing these legends this last time feels painful to the core. Nothing lasts forever, this I know… these men have been there for us for 30 years, and that is a feat of strength in itself! These men have brought millions upon millions of us together over their decades of musical pioneering. The fact of the matter, this show was astonishing! I sit here trying to describe to you what I saw, and I fear I have failed at every turn. How do you describe something that words fail? How can you describe to someone the feeling that is unique to you, but shared by millions? No matter what words, I put down on this paper, no matter how I have attempted to describe the show that has ended, I will never do it true justice. The only thing I can suggest, there are four more American shows before these legends of metal set sail across the pond to finish this leg of their farewell tour, I would highly recommend that you find a way to get to one of those shows and you can finally see what I have fallen short on describing. You will not regret it if you do!
- Words and Photos by Drew Latshaw / Art-Abandoned Photography