Metz at the Hi-Dive, 5-7-13 (photos, review)By Billy Thieme | May 8th, 2013 | No Comments »
Compared to Metz‘s Larimer Lounge gig last November, Tuesdayâ€™s Hi-Dive show was huge. Maybe not so much in volume and intensity, but certainly in fan fervor. Where the Larimer crowd was surprisingly small and somewhat tame, the Hi-Dive crowd was packed-in, pushing, sweating â€” even body-surfing (and risking collision with the small venueâ€™s light rigs).
Metz is led by the gregarious, charismatic and ultimately minimalist guitarist Alex Edkins and anchored by the drum-bass duo of Hayden Menzies and Chris Slorach (respectively). The band is beginning to reap the benefits of both playing a show every single night (literally for the last Â months), and promoting a completely kick ass album. Unfortunately, Metz is also riding dangerously close to the back of its own wave â€” aging, semi-repetitive material makes for jaded and tired crowds, historically. The Hi-Dive show, though, exemplified the trioâ€™s legitimacy.
For less than an hour, Metz played just about every song the band knows, punctuated only by Edkinsâ€™ quick sips from a PBR tallboy and some minimal, out of breath banter with the crowd. From the launch of the set with â€śKnife In the Waterâ€ť to its close with the brilliant â€śThe Mule,â€ť Metz never took a break. Edkins would grab a sip of his beer, yelp out a few lines (if that) about the next tune, and then they would proceed to pounding out weighted notes.
â€śSad Pricksâ€ť was an angry manifesto. â€śWastedâ€ť and â€śGet Off,” as Edkins proclaimed, were hedonistic tributes to drunken nights. A stretched-out version of â€śNegative Spaceâ€ť was a perfect, dirge-y segue to â€śHeadache,” which eventually led to the simple clarity of â€śThe Mule.â€ť By the time they left the stage, it seemed the crowd was nearly as wrung out as the band.
Nathan Iverson is a Denver photographer and regular contributor to Reverb.