Seasoned veterans of thrash, Exodus, seem to be reinventing themselves. The visitation of Bonded By Blood, their first album released in 1985, re-titled Let There Be Blood, not only pays homage to the bands past, but also takes on a presence of redefinition.  Pressing forward they have released The Atrocity Exhibition… Exhibit B which was put on hold to make Let There Be Blood, is a follow up album to the preceding The Atrocity Exhibition…Exhibit A.

Exodus pored into town for a show at the Riot Room bringing along a new band of the thrash scene Warbringer  short of their drummer with a broken arm, and swapped out for their lead guitarist who originally played drums for the band. Together the two bands had the small club in a writhing mess of sweat, leather and flying bodies.
(Warbringer photos included in the photo album)

Somewhere in the middle of the Exodus set, Lead Vocalist Rob Dukes motioned to their stagehand to bring him something from the bar. When he returned with a large bucket, I entertained thoughts of unleashed bloody theatrics.  Much to my surprise, a few versus later Rob rushed back to the bucket resting on the floor and begun to vomit violently. The band cranked on through the song while he composed himself. Barely missing a beat, he snatched the microphone back and preceded to belt out the rest of the set with renewed vigor and eviscerating power.  Once purged of what was explained to be a bad meal of BBQ from a local joint, the rest of the band began banter about them being vegetarians, with the exception of Rob. A retort from Rob that Gary Holt the lead guitarist idolized Ted Nugent, which fostered a short riff from one of the gun loving, animal killing Motor City Madman’s albums brought an element of brotherhood to the episode.  Humor and stomach contents aside they dug in to produce an amazing show. Exodus is known for being a “Titan of Thrash” and there was no exception to the title that night. I put down the camera for the last few songs and just watched and listened. The shear talent and years of experience set me into a flash back of the golden days of thrash. These guys play with the intuition of a newborn suckling on its mother’s breast. I have to bow to the masters of thrash, and look forward to seeing them again.

Exodus Official Site