Fit for an Autopsy absolutely nailed any first impressions that they needed to make with me. From the second they took the stage, they didn’t need to own it. Their presence screamed that the stage belonged to them whether it wanted to or not. Within minutes there was no questioning their authority.
This being my first experience with them, I was unsure of what to think or to expect. The grinding guitar melodies combined with their solid drummer prepared a solid foundation on which to build themselves. By no means should they have been an opener on this run. They set a standard so high I almost feel badly for the bands playing after them. They made you stop and take notice and held your attention from beginning to end.
Their energy level was apparent through their head banging band constant movement, and the crowd loved every second of it.
Above all I was most impressed with their drummer. There was no flashy playing with him, no stick tricks, just pure talent that reverberated around the room with every hit he took on his kit. Not only was he fun to watch, but made every musician watching want to drop what they were doing, go home, and practice until they could keep up. In fact that’s what this entire band did. The melody was so tight that it was easy to forget that amidst the head banging and jumping around, the artists were all still playing.
Their singer is also a force to be reckoned with. At one point during the band’s final song he ripped a note so low and just plain grizzly I’m surprised he didn’t hurt himself. It was almost as much fun watching the crowd react to their set as it was to watch them play. The one thing that is for certain is that there were more Fit for an Autopsy shirts leaving the show than there were to start.
This may have been my first experience with Fit for an Autopsy but it will certainly not be my last.