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Botch - 061502

£25.00

Label Botch

That statement near the tail end of the final Botch show 
says it all. Starting out as wannabe hardcore kids from 
Tacoma, Washington, over the course of eight years they 
morphed into one of the most iconic and influential bands of 
their generation.

After breaking up, the members wound up in so many 
renowned projects (Russian Circles, Minus the Bear, These 
Arms are Snakes, Narrows) that some may argue Botch's 
mathrock/ noisecore was just a stepping stone, part of their 
evolution. But no one in attendance can deny feeling a void 
open when the stage lights went up at Seattle's Showbox on 

Focusing primarily on material from their two critically 

admired full-lengths, the quartet played to a sold out 
audience, fans flying in from around the world to hear the 
goodbye. And in just a little over an hour, Botch showed 
everyone what they'd been building up to.

The band had no interest in going out with some pristine, 
polished relic. This isn't a studio-quality recording with 
applause thrown in. It's a barely contained maelstrom, the 
band wrecking their instruments and assailing the audience. 
It captures, as best as it can, what it felt like to be 
there: the deranged, macerating guitar work of Dave Knudson 
skittering over Brian Cook's obscene bass tone; Tim Latona's 
algebraic rhythms hammering behind the screams of Dave 
Verellen; the crowd, as one body, mournfully singing “It's 
so quiet here” before the mayhem begins again.

It seems as if every band is doing a reunion nowadays, 
and many are clamoring for Botch to finally join the crowd. 
But whether or not that happens, this one night was 
successfully captured, where four friends walked on stage 
together and played as though it would never happen again.