Event ReviewsBrimstone Coven, Book of Wyrms, and Shi Rain Doom onto Howler’s!

Darren LewisMarch 18, 2020

Pittsburgh has apparently become another home to Martin’s Ferry, Ohio’s deft doom-rocking power trio Brimstone Coven. This past Saturday night was yet another successful stand for these groovy, Mephistophelean mischief makers of melody. Humorous stage banter between polymath bassist Andrew D’Cagna and guitar hitman Corey Roth, their music gluing Black to Blue playfully, like delinquents papering suburban homes. Songs such as “Earth and Ocean,” new, unrecorded song “The Inferno,” back catalogue classics “The Grave” and “Children of the Sun” blasting away what was left of the winter chills. I’ve caught them plenty of times surpassing a few incarnations, but this “And Then There Were Three” version is the strongest yet to my humble ears, the percussive might of Dave “The Trickster?” Trik helping matters plenty.

Book Of Wyrms has reminded me of the importance of a good, interesting name for act to settle on. A random search on the indispensable website Encyclopedia Metallum one fateful day led me to this cunning quartet and their psychedelic space opera doom, their odd, dreadfully intriguing moniker catching my eye as I scrolled about. A friend claimed it’s an H.P. Lovecraft reference, but an interview mentions Orson Scott Card. Nonetheless, I was thankful that these occult astronauts landed in Pittsburgh yet again, giving me a chance to see them after regrettably sitting out their previous Steel City appearance with Horseburner months ago. With my anticipation fermented, Book Of Wyrms only came off so much sweeter a la Iron Butterfly finding communion with Witchcraft, Manilla Road, Kylesa, and Demon Lung. The regally-christened Sarah Moore-Lindsey (It has a ring to it like Ronnie James Dio, no?) soothing savage beasts in a Johanna Sadonis vein, her husband Jay twiddling the fat strings as she utilized a handheld Kaossilator in a way a cleric would wield a magical amulet/weapon, tunes like “Blacklight Warpriest” trudging into dimensions uncounted. And drum-wise and axe-wise, Chris DeHaven and Kyle Lewis are the Ward/Appice and Iommi of the future. With two breathtaking albums in their war-chest, Book Of Wyrms are destined for Sabbatherean glory.

First up was Shi (stylized as ) from Kentucky, who brought us some good old Southern mudslingin’ stoner akin to Red Fang or Mothership despite their exotic name, even including a raucous ZZ Top cover in their set. With a fairly prolific half-decade’s worth of output, this young and exuberant band are one to keep tabs on, their explosively fun performance serving as a application that deserves to be sent out to promoters and record labels worldwide.

Recent events may keep music fans away from venues for the time being, but if any showcase was designed to keep our bellies full for an extended spell, this was it.

Photos taken by Darren Lewis