hybrid nightmares

Japan tour 2018

We just completed our tour of Japan with Eluveitie!
Thank you to the bands, promoters and most of all, the fans!

Show 1 Tokyo - Club Cyclone -
Nothing like a sold out show to kick off the opening night of the tour. The venue is an awesome spot in Shibuya, located in the basement of an old hotel, After first thinking our dressing room doubled up as a canteen, we were delighted to find out that it was actually our rider. We were opening the first night and hit the stage to play infant of 120 eager fans. Even though the show kicked off at 6:30 pm, Japanese fans, known for their punctuality were down early to witness each of the 4 bands on the lineup. With battle armour intact and helmets avoiding confiscation at the airport, Hybrid Nightmares rocked out to the enthusiastic crowd and were very well received.

Show 2 Tokyo Duo Exchange
With last night’s warmup show out of the way it was now time for the biggest show of the tour at Tokyo’s Duo Exchange. Only three blocks away from the previous night saw a return of many familiar faces and a host of new metalhead flocking to the venue. First up were Abinchova, another folk metal group from Switzerland who’s combination of violin, keyboard and a triple vocal attack had audiences captivated. We were up next and played to a fairly full room of 600 people. There is truly nothing like a Japanese crowd - whether there is 10, 100, 1000 or 10,000 people in the room, they get totally consumed by every aspect of the show and respond to every incentive to mosh with great enthusiasm and action. Our set was a blur of fist pumping to the beat, clapping along to breakdowns and tearing it up in circle pits every time the riff commanded it. We left the stage feeling like huge rockstars and very welcomed by our Japanese hosts. Post set was 2 hours of posing for photos with delighted new fans and the odd person who strayed past the front of the venue and thought we were a much more famous band.

Show 3 Nagoya-
The third stop on our tour was in the beautiful city of Nagoya. Two hours from Tokyo on the bullet train it was amazing to see that we still hadn’t left the city and that high rises, big apartment buildings and neon billboards were still the norm. With a capacity of 200 people we were delighted to have our tour manager confirm a sold out show moments before we hit the stage. We proceeded to roll out our set to a relentless audience hell bent on mashing, fist pumping and moshing to every moment of every song. It was great to see a few familiar faces from the night before and post set we engaged in our new favourite pass time of posing for selfies with eager fans.


Show 4 Osaka -
Any international band knows that Melbourne is the heart and soul of live music in Australia. Osaka is the Melbourne of Japan, and despite being a smaller show than Tokyo’s Duo Exchange, the Osaka fans gave it there all. 400 People crammed into a 3 level opened up underground basement (which I’m sure they use for robot fights every other day of the week) was an unreal experience and one we can’t wait to return back to. We couldn’t have asked for a better show to cap off an already amazing tour and want to Eluveitie for having us and every single person who came to the shows.

The Fourth Age is Upon You

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The Fourth Age is now upon you! Click here to head to the store and order your copy, and a heap of other merch! The event for our launch gig is live, and you can click here for the facebook event!

The track by track of the release:

Destroyer of Worlds: A furious blast of aggression that heralds in the end times. Wailing siren guitars and the ominous tones of Oppenheimer accompany the razor wire riffs and machine gun drums.

The First Heretic: Screaming into existence, First Heretic is relentless and driving, twisting schizophrenic metaphors over a blackened thrash torture rack. The chorus kicks in with the tribal throb of bass and drums, before slamming into a groove that shakes the foundations of heaven.

Soil Made Flesh: With barely a moment to breathe, Soil Made Flesh hammers through riff after crushing riff. The bridge drops like an atom bomb, a slow crush that threatens the integrity of the spinal column of any lost soul upon whom it lands.

Dashavatara: Ambitious and epic, Dashavatara moves through the epic saga of the Avatars of Destruction. This is the ultimate expression of Hybrid Nightmares genre bending, blending sweeping progressions with technical and groove laden riffs, spacious acoustic sections that evoke ancient worlds. Best listened to whilst staring at the stars and contemplating the futility of existence.

Kali: Swirling and cascading through softly arranged chords and gently rising to a crescendo before the last notes resolve the Ages with lilting harmony.

 

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Hybrid Nightmares - Abbath Support

Hybrid Nightmares would like to extend a massive hails and thanks to Abbath, Destroy All Lines, Welkin Entertainment and everyone else involved in the successful perma-frosting of Australia’s east coast. We were absolutely honoured to share the stage with one of black metal’s greatest warriors. We have no doubt that the true son of northern darkness will be returning shortly. To keep up to date with his conquests, be sure to keep track of him on his Facebook page A special hails to our fans for their ongoing support!

We have a few more announcements for the year so stay tuned.

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Hybrid Nightmares mini tour with Claim The Throne

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Buckle up fellow travelers, for you are about to hear a story, a journey, nay, a saga so epic that generations to come will hark back to these days and wonder whether they will ever reach the lofty pinnacles of endurance and stoicism that I describe here. Listen well, and join us on our Baggins-esque adventure as we recount the hardships, triumphs and friendships that those glorious days entail. It was a brisk spring morning, the sun was just peeping over the Dandenongs and at 6 am, Jonny and Batty set off a journey that would come to redefine them as people. The Hyrbid Nightmares mini tour with Claim The Throne was set to be a massive weekend, as they were joining the Perthian folk-metallers for a Friday show at the Bald Faced Stag in Sydney, Saturday at Hell on the Bay metal boat cruise in Melbourne town and the Sunday smashing it up in Geelong to round out the weekend. They knew they were gonna be tired, they knew they were gonna be sore, they knew that they were gonna eat a LOT of Micky D's (McDonalds for those not in the know).

Ben, Loki and Gummaz all had work commitments on the Friday so it was up to Addy and Jonny to haul the gear up in the people mover to get our guitars, heads, lights, banners, armour and other assorted bullshit to the gig on time. They set off from Croydon at the crack of dawn's golden arse. Arriving at Gummaz' within the hour, they loaded the car and made their preparations. By 8am they were on the move faced their first true hardship: there was no aux input for the ipod so they had to listen to pleb music, and not the sweet, sweet car mix that Jonny had worked tirelessly to create. Stopping at six different servos and a kmart, to no avail, they resigned themselves to endlessly switching between country radio stations. It was tedious and utterly demoralising. Shortly before entering the quaint hole in the ground that is Benalla, they stumbled upon pure gold. A station that was playing the A-Z of RnB. Soon Eminem, Destiny's Child and Gwen Stefanie were blaring from the seven-seater and a proper road trip was shaping up. As they crossed the river in Benalla, it was to the revolutionary sounds of Flo Rida's "Low" and know this readers, they cranked it right the hell up and screamed those words til their lungs were bloody.

Across the Murray and into Albury the boys did venture, still in search of a cassette to aux adapter with which they could finally partake in that sweet playlist. The only JB Hifi for 600 kilometers provided them with the necessary apparatus and from there the next 553 kilometers passed in abject joy as the playlist wended its way through timeless metal classics, brooding black metal and most enjoyably, a healthy dose of Queen, Motley Lou (deliberate), Akka Dakka and Sir Bon Jovi. Jonny and Batty arrived in Sydney twelve hours after departing their mountain stronghold in Croydon, and after 17 left turns, a temper tantrum and several small brain aneurysms, the boys made it to the venue.

As well as meeting the Claim The Throne lads and ladette for the first time, the Hybrid boys were very keen to catch up with their mates in Rise Of Avernus who will give Septicflesh a run for their money any day of the week. After a heartfelt reunion with ROA, and a brief but pleasant introduction to Claim, Hybrid Nightmares hit the stage, showing Sydney exactly what Hellbourne bands are made of - glowy stuff and tough as fuck looking armour. The set was well received and the boys began the arduous task of loading everything back into the car. It was to the epic sound of Rise Of Avernus slaying the stage that Jonny, Ben and Addy bundled themselves into the people mover in order to start the five hour drive to Holbrook where their accommodation was booked for the evening. Leaving at 11 pm, both Ben and Jonny soon began to feel the effects of sleep deprivation and without going into the details, the trip to Holbrook was a terrifying whirlwind of hallucinations, wrong turns, backwoods roads and mist so thick that we felt like we were driving through a Steven King novel. Arriving at their motel at 4:30 am, the boys collapsed into their beds with nary a fart joke.

Three and a half hours later the boys were up and on the road again as they hurtled back to Melbourne to make load in for Hell on the Bay. The trip home was uneventful which was a blessed relief after the previous night's journey. By one in the arvo, the three musketeers had arrived back at Gummaz' to swap cars and head to the dock. Ben took the people mover with the gear to the boat while Addy and Jonny hightailed it back to Croydon to grab the drumkit that was back-lining Hell on the Bay. A swift turn around saw the rhythm section at the docks by 4pm. Now in its third year, Hell on the Bay has become a Melbourne metal institution and the ground team (AKA Hybrid Nightmares, sound wizard Ben Johnson and lighting gurus James "Big Jim" Munro and his delightful better half Shannon Tipene) have had two years of practice, so the process of getting a ship ready for a night of metal madness has become somewhat old hat. A special mention must be made to Tim Joyce, sticksman for thrash titans Harlott, whose services as general carrier of heavy things and setter upper were indispensable.

The night itself was a raging success as always. Merry punters getting horrendously sloshed on a cruise ship while being serenaded by some of Australia's best bands is the unofficial slogan of the evening and this year was no different. Hybrid Nightmares opened the night and the Servants of the Obelisk were out in force, proving that the Hybrid boys can always expect a rabid response on their home turf. All Hail The Obelisk indeed. Up next were new friends Claim The Throne, Dysie and the gang bringing folk metal to the masses in a most appropriate venue. Having had to bail before the Claim set in Sydney, Hybrid Nightmares was out in full support of our western kin, loving every celtic minute of it. (A celtic minute is still 60 seconds, but you count it whilst wearing a kilt and dreaming of bagpipes). Taking the stage after Claim The Throne was Melbourne's own Desecrator, thrash legends and owners of the best damn skullets in town. Having recently completed a massive Euro tour, the Desecrator lads showed off their refined and practiced ease on stage, proving their place as one of Melbourne's finest. A hearty well done to Riley and the lads. To close the night, the warriors from across time and space; Barbarion, brought their own brand of battle metal to the Hell on the Bay crowd, not skimping on costumes, headbanging riffs or epic sing along choruses, Barbarion owned the tiny space allotted to them and had the horde of inebriated boat enthusiasts screaming for more. With the close of the set, it was time to disembark. The revelers made their way down the gang plank and out into the chill September night, most in search of the next party, some in search of bed,  a few in search of love (though whether they found it, this story does not tell).

Once again, the HOTB ground crew began to pack up after the maelstrom, loading gear into vans and cars, trying to stay awake as they played tetris with expensive sound and lights gear. Addy, Ben and Jonny were running on the paltry three and a half hours sleep they'd had and except for a brief Hungry Jacks stop on the way home, it was straight to bed with our intrepid heroes. Heads hit pillows at Jonny's at around 2:30 am, setting alarms for 9 to make the 1pm load in the next day.

The sun rose, and it was largely ignored by Jonny and Addy who remained recumbent until 9. Having managed to get six and half fitful hours of sleep, they jumped back in the car and headed out west. Geelong is a lovely town, full of history and an important part of the development of Victoria. This was not how the slightly knackered Hybrid Nightmares boys felt when they arrived and once again emptied the cars and set the gear up on stage. Enthusiasm was waning until we ran into an old comrade in arms, Alex from now defunct symphonic black metallers, Lamort. Alex was the boost we needed, along with superfans Lord Regan and Beauty Tebaa who committed to the trip out even after getting rowdy as hell on the boat the night before. With spirits now running high, Hybrid Nightmares once again crushed the stage in a tsunami of neon veins and progressive extreme metal. Leaving the stage bloody, the lads sat back to enjoy the last performance of Claim The Throne on this tour and once again, they smashed it. After the bands wound down, it was time for a bit of shenanigans with the Claim guys and some cake was shared, it was fucking delightful. After some hearty farewells and promises to catch up soon, it was time for the adventurers to head home. It was an epic weekend, full of good times, great people and terrifying drives through Deliverance style one way roads at 3am. The boys cannot wait to do it again, and are currently sharpening their blackened teeth for the Age 4 launch in November, certain to be an extravaganza of space themed madness and headbanging that will be felt in the Andromeda Nebula. Here the story leaves you reader, but take this to heart reader: Hybrid Nightmares will cross any distance, lose as much sleep as is necessary, and backline all the gear in world in order to come to where you live and destroy your ears and your perception of reality. Lie awake in your beds at night, wherever you are, because as certain as the sun rising in the East and setting in the West, it is a fact that Hybrid Nightmares is coming for you.

Peace out earth bitches.

Total km's travelled: 2044

Total time spent travelling: 23 hours 45 minutes

Total time on stage: 1 hour 55 mins

Total fucks given: 0  (except for driving in Sydney, but seriously fuck that noise, you can't turn right in that city!)