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Split the crowd in two, move back, wait for the break and run. This is the wall of death, metal’s most intense and controversial gig ritual.
This is Rob Dukes from Exodus, asking the devoted crowd in front of him to face and run into each other at full speed. Brutal, insane and adrenaline-inducing, and all in the love of heavy metal.
The wall of death was invented by NYC hardcore punk band Sick Of It All in the 1980s. Back then people didn’t say “moshing” but “mashing”, the most accurate way to describe one’s physical state post slam dancing. •
While some people don’t see the point in whiplash-inducing headbanging and seizure-like dancing, most metalheads consider moshing fun as hell, as well as being an outlet for releasing energy.
Some go as far as saying that the wall of death fosters a sense of belonging. Probably all that collective sweating, intense pushing-and-pulling and physical closeness with strangers.
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- Plastic People originally opened in Soho in 1994 when a young Ade Fakile took over a basement venue at 37 Oxford St that had previously been the nightclub Fish. Over the next five years, Fakile set about perfecting Plastic People in his own particular vision, hosting Daft Punk’s first ever London gig and letting a teenage Erol Alkan shape his now infamous Trash club night.
After the Oxford St lease ran out in 1999, Fakile sought a new home for Plastic People closer to his East London ends. In 2000, Plastic People re-opened on Curtain Road, a gloriously simple basement space with low ceilings split between a cherry red bar and a dimly-lit dance floor hidden behind thick curtains. People rightly eulogise about the importance of CD-R, FWD, Co-Op, Nonsense and all the other long-running PP residencies, but Plastics was more than that. You could turn up on any odd night and feel welcome on a dancefloor made for consuming the most amazing range of music.
London nightlife was shook when Plastic People announced its imminent closure at the start of 2015, ending on a high note with a closing party with Floating Points and Four Tet on January 2nd. There’s still a hole in our lives that hasn’t been filled since that Curtain Road door shut.