“Everybody give the person next to you a high-five!” orders the pumped up Tony Foresta, “You can also 69 the person next to you cause this is horny thrash!” The band then goes into “Thrashin’ Of The Christ” and the crowd went wild. Tony, always the super enigmatic frontman, had his vocal duties cut out for him as the band laid waste to 20 songs in total. That’s a lot of Municipal Waste. Nevertheless, Tony was on top of things and did a spectacular job of keeping everyone at their feet with his tweaked out vocals, hilarious messages and stage antics.

Municipal Waste’s show at the Hollywood branch of the Knitting Factory was a free show after RSVP. It was sponsored by Scion/Vice and with help from Church Of The 8th Day. The show is the last show before Municipal Waste heads out on their European trek which starts later this month.

As soon as the first note struck, this party got started fast.

Stage diving, crowd surfing, people jumping off the second floor balcony (which will kill you by the way), and bodies movin’ in a frenzied mosh. There was nobody left untouched except the folks in the balcony. Lookin’ down at the floor area, Municipal Waste had the Knitting Factory going nuts.

“This one is about ripping your face out,” Ryan Waste calls out, “This is Headbanger Face Rip!” And true to the notion, some faces were definitely ripped when this song came on by flailing arms, hi-tops, and thrashin’ maniacs. That song probably got one of the best responses form the crowd from the 20-song set.

The next few songs went ahead with the destruction. Songs like “Blood Drive,” “Terror Shark,” “I Want To Kill The President” and “Beer Pressure” put the overdrive to 11. The Waste put the crowd in a chokehold and relentlessly barraged the crowd with top grade thrash music that would make old school thrashers blush with excitement.

Tony decided to pluck a fan out of obscurity, aptly named Sapo, to sing a song with the band. “This is your 15 minutes of fame man, don’t fuck it up!” asserted Tony, “You sure you know all the lyrics?” The kid gives Tony a smiling nod and the band went straight into it. Of course Tony took over another stage microphone to help out since the bridge/chorus went into hyper speed but the dude was extra happy like Municipal Waste just gave him a million dollars. He probably got laid that night.

“This next one is dedicated to Cliff, it’s called Black Ice.” Ryan Waste then goes into the guitar riff while the band follows suit. In rapid progression, the band did not have any intentions of letting up and the crowd didn’t seem to stop the raucous neither. Heads were getting rolled!

The crowd consisted mainly of young kids and teenagers who showed their colors by thrashing up a storm like back in the day. It was like watching an 80′s thrash video but now you’re in it. The jean jackets, leather jackets, hi-tops, long hair and thrash attitude was in full force for the evening and boy did they mean business. Smacking onto the floor, getting clotheslined, sweating profusely, canned like tuna, and moshing at every chance, this crowd was beyond rowdy, they were totally out of control.

The next two songs were towards the end of the set and closed out the show in true Municipal Waste fashion: Debauchery.

“Sadistic Magician,” whose video is hilarious beyond belief, got the crowd pumping fists in the air and got the crowd screaming along to the lyrics. The crowd had now swelled to double the size and had upped the ante by doing backflips off the second floor balcony, doubling up on the stage diving and crowd surfing while the circle pit swayed viciously. It was one of Municipal Waste’s best songs for the night no doubt and it was flawless on delivery.

I also wanted to make a point of how tight this band is. No, not from behind, but in musicianship standards. This band is no joke when it comes to being tight. They kept it in the pocket all night long. You try playing thrash in ultra speed for an hour and a half and see if your arm doesn’t fall off. Municipal Waste was on point and didn’t skip a beat.

And speaking of being tight, “Guilty Of Being Tight” was dedicated to all the women in the crowd according to Tony. “You came here to see some horny thrash right?,” belted Tony, “I bet you didn’t know that Municipal Waste can titty fuck your soul”

“This next song is a new song and it’s about the mighty Slayer!” exclaims Tony, “You guys know who Slayer is right?” The crowd answered with an overwhelming ‘Yeah!’ The new song sounds a bit more disciplined and not so much a full on thrash assault. Don’t get me wrong, the song is mucho thrash but it’s sounds a tad bit different from signature Municipal Waste jams. Nonetheless, the new song about Slayer ripped.

After an encore, Municipal Waste called it a night.

Municipal Waste did a great job. It was interactive, it was fun and it was a thrash party for the ages. Between Tony’s blue blow-up guitar to the wasted crowd to the 2 new songs, Municipal Waste tore a new hole in The Knitting Factory and set the place on fire. If haven’t faced the waste, you should, it’s one hell of a party.