When music can be a complete mystery to musicians it takes on a magical quality. What was I hearing? They then went into another song so slow and low and deep I was startled by it. Even the immediate aftermath of the sound was confusing. As we turned the corner of the stage and almost made our escape the band hit their first united chord and what came off the stage was like nothing I had ever heard before, thunderous and spine crushing.Īs they finished their song. Nothing so colorful looked so dark - except a garbage dump or a crime scene. Sean and I walked out of the dressing room which was a cave of stickers lit by a single bulb, behind the stage, along the graffiti and sticker-covered mosaic wall running along the stage.
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By the time I was packed up and away from the stragglers, the full band was onstage. I began packing quickly.Ī drum line check is always unbearable. The drummer started hitting the toms one at a time, in a loud droning boom boom boom, which made conversation impossible and was our cue to leave. He paced in a circle waving his arms around demanding we leave "NOW." He finally thought he had me leaving when the first metal band began sound checking… and it was loud. He was not having that at all. And violence was the result at many transitional times between the shows. Metal and hardcore were clearly separated at that time and the idea of metal on the same stage, on the same day, was lame to hardcore kids. But CBGBs - in its endlessly and desperate attempts to fill the room - was trying something new, a Sunday night metal night to follow the hardcore matinees. Normally after a matinee we had plenty of time to linger as long as we wanted. He repeated his mantra again and again, "Come on let's go." At times like that you knew exactly what Sean looked like at nine years old, but then we were so young that nine was not that distant a memory. He couldn't wait till I was finished so we could eat before going out to Park Inn Tavern to drink. He had little patience for sharing his time even with our inner circle, much less strangers and fans. My best friend at that time was Sean Taggart. My band Cro-Mags had just played a "Hardcore Matinee." A Sunday, of course, and CBGB was trying out a "Sunday Metal Night" to follow the hardcore matinees, which ended around 8pm.Īfter the matinee we packed up our gear at a leisurely pace, lingering with friends and fans backstage, high on the energy of a 1985 Cro-Mags gig at CBGBs. My name is Parris Mayhew of the Aggros, co-founder of Cro-Mags. I was a friend of Peter Steele and I remember vividly the first time I met him. It was 1985 at CBGBs.
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Revolver has teamed with Type O Negative for limited-edition colored vinyl pressings of the band's classic albums plus a new Type O collector's issue and exclusive official band merch.
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