Botch - 061502 - 2XLP

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. 

A1        St. Mathew Returns To The Womb    3:37
A2        Thomas Howell As The "Soul Man"    4:51
A3        John Woo    4:17
A4        Japam    2:59
A5        Oma    2:35
B6        Frequency Ass Bandit    5:19
B7        Thank God For The Worker Bees    4:13
B8        Framce    3:48
B9        Third Part In A Tragedy    1:57
B10       Rock Lobster    3:42
C11      Transitions From Persona To Object    7:44
C12      Our Friends In The Great White North    7:58
D13      Hutton's Great Heat Engine    5:31
D14      Man The Ramparts    7:40