All
tomorrow’s parties
Kreb’s Cycle rocks the joint
at their ‘Last Breath’ gig at the Blizz. Prasad Pereira
was there…
The atmosphere
was fitting for the last waltz of a rock outfit. The club was packed.
Four young men faced their audience for the last time together.
The
smoke-filled air was charged with that uncanny electricity that
bonded souls. The strange hybrid slowburn was active – and
restless. The wait for the raw, potent, fervid sounds emanating
from the bandstand were soon to end and everyone knew it. The mood
was of anticipation, as the house waited for the opening strains
of a band they would not hear again – after the night.
You
could almost read the eyes dotted amongst the crowd, as people who
were already lost in the music that was to come, ready to lose themselves
in the fury of the moment, waited for a night that would never end.
With the air charged with such high voltage – nothing could
go wrong. And it didn’t.
Lead
guitarist Ranil Goonawardane began a slow strum, his guitar humming
as familiarity dawned. “Lightning Crashes”. And so began
Kreb’s Cycle’s final gig. Staying true to their nature
in beginning with the song they always started their gigs off with,
the band let familiarity rock and roll. Everything was perfectly
in place, and their renditions of songs memorable from the alt-rock
boom of the late nineties and early 2000s struck a chord with everyone
as people jumped, danced, convulsed and let their souls run free
to the thunder of the temple of noise. Lead vocalist Azlan Bathusha
let his voice soar, belting out such classics as Fuel’s “Hemorrhage
(In My Hands)”, 3 Doors Down’s radio staple “Kryptonite”,
the powerful Incubus songs “I Wish You Were Here” and
“Megalomaniac”, perennial crowd favourite “Bodies”
by Drowning Pool, Staind’s melancholy “Outside”,
the Metallica classic “Nothing Else Matters” and the
Counting Crows’ ode to the common man “Mr. Jones”.
Also
figuring prominently in their setlist was a superb rendition of
the Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers’ “Mary Jane’s
Last Dance” and the gentle lament of “Superman (It’s
Not Easy)”. Originals did see their outings as well –
with the upbeat “Pelican’s Highway” the tender
“Hold The Line” and nu-metal rage of “Divine You”
all getting their due in the Kreb’s Cycle cannon.
The
highlight of the night, however, was when they did their customary
rendition of Train’s “Drops Of Jupiter”. As Azlan
began the opening lines, the entire house joined in, going head-to-head
with the lead singer – word-for-word. It was then that Ranil’s
guitar failed, losing power due to a minor malfunction. But that
didn’t deter the crowd of Krebbites filling in for the band.
The song continued, as the chorus shuddered through the house: “Tell
me, did you fall for a shooting star/One without a permanent scar/And
did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there.”
And the band played on.
Everyone
got what they were looking for, as the band said goodbye, paying
tribute to their loyal fans in true Kreb’s Cycle style –
with their music. Azlan’s vocals were in place, while Ranil’s
guitar work was, as usual, quite incomparable, proving him to be
one of the finest guitarists in Colombo. Joel McShane, who joined
the band recently following the departure of founding bassist Iqbal
Hassan, did a solid job, keeping the rhythm section tight with drummer
Senaka Pereira’s impassioned, expression-addled drum readings.
The
band soared, proving beyond all reasonable doubt that they indeed
were a force to be reckoned with, harking back to their glory days,
giving their fans a true memento of their rock‘n’roll
days, keeping the decibel level high, catering to what their fan
base loved hearing the most. Burn out or fade away, there is only
one thing left to say: Kreb’s Cycle Rocks!
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