FEATURE: Backstage with – The Black Dahlia Murder
“One time I was sick on tour – we were on tour with King Diamond and Behemoth. Nergal gave me a suppository. You can think all you want about him being the most brutal man in the universe, but that dude gave me medicine you have to put up your ass, so I could get better on tour. Bless his heart.”
The Black Dahlia Murder are metal in pure form. No pretense, no gimmicks, just brutal honesty – so much so that it’s life imitating art on tour. It may be crude, but frontman Trevor Strnad is typically upfront when recalling life on the road. Even in sickness, the tales have a brutality typical of the music the band plays.
“I kept vomiting in this bowl of salsa backstage and Nergal was like, “here man”. The suppository broke and I had to shove the cream up my ass with my finger. That was one of my lowest tour moments ever,” Strnad can now laugh in retrospect.
