It was a warm Tuesday night in Münster, the kind of heat that makes sane men question their sobriety and morticians wonder if they should invest in more ice. The Metro Rockbar was the destination, an ominous cavern where only the bravest souls dared to tread. The evening promised a brutal onslaught of metal, courtesy of the Salvadoran hellraisers, Fleshless Entity. Fresh from the pandemonium of Wacken Open Air, they were here to lay siege on this quiet German town.
I arrived just as the sun was setting, the air thick with the anticipation of sonic destruction. Inside, the crowd was a volatile mixture of patched leather jackets and bare tattooed arms, eyes gleaming with the expectation of what was to come. The bar was sticky with spilled beer and sweat, a veritable swamp of hedonistic fervor. This was no place for the faint-hearted.
Fleshless Entity took the stage with all the subtlety of a tank rolling through a garden party. JuanJo sat behind his drum kit like a mad scientist, ready to unleash his percussive alchemy on the unsuspecting masses. Erlin de la O, a guitar in his hands and a wild look in his eyes, prepared to lead this merry band of maniacs into the fray. Alonso Ramos, the frontman, had a voice like a chainsaw ripping through steel, while Gustavo Salazar and Rey David Hernández completed the ensemble with a thunderous bass and guitar duo that threatened to shatter the very foundations of the Metro Rockbar.
As they launched into their latest album, Unborn Rising, the crowd surged forward, a human tidal wave crashing against the stage. „Oblivion“ hit with the force of a meteor, a relentless assault that left no room for mercy. The audience, caught in its gravitational pull, was helpless to resist.
As the final notes faded into the hot night air, the crowd stood breathless, electrified by the visceral experience they had just survived. Fleshless Entity had conquered Münster, leaving nothing but echoes and shattered eardrums in their wake.