Artist description Old-school thrash-inspired metal, with memorable hooks and riffs.

Music Style Heavy Metal

Musical Influences Slayer, Pantera, Black Sabbath, Testament, Sacred Reich, Zombie,

Similar Artists old Metallica, Pantera, Sacred Reich

Artist History Damnage (pronounced like Damage), was formed sometime around 1986-87. They quickly built up a strong following from the southside of Atlanta, with their brand of heavy mosh metal.Damnage went on to release 4 Independantly Released EP's, gain a great amount of exposure through fanzines and college radio, and open for several national acts. Record deals were offered but none were worth considering.Over the years, the line up of Damnage changed considerably (see the list...). Damnage has been on hiatus since 1996.

Group Members The List...Vocalists:TroyRobbyGuitar Players:Tony Darrel MattBarryBass Players:RichSteveRobbyJoeDrummer:Charlie

Instruments Vocals, Dual Guitars, Bass, and Drums

Albums Damnage (1987), The Harsh Reality (1991), Bludgeon (1993), Expressions Of Anger (1995)

Press Reviews THE BULLS RUN "They were all running, packed close together," Ernest Hemingway wrote in The Sun Also Rises. "Behind them was a little bare space, and then the bulls galloping, tossing their heads up and down.... One man fell, rolled to the gutter, and lay quiet. But the bulls went right on and did not notice him...." The scene here tonight, however, is not the Running of the Bulls in Pamplona, Spain, circa 1926; rather, it's a Damnage concert at the Wreck Room on a recent sweaty Saturday. Up on the stage, the band's bullish longhaired frontman raises the microphone with a tattooed arm and hollers, "Here's a song called 'My Friend Pain'!" Red lights beam and musicians wail away on guitars shaped like broken bottles, with a sound loud enough to shatter glass. Cheers roar from hordes of young men, anxious to prove their machismo. There's a distinct uniform: many have a Damnage T-shirt emblazoned with the command, "Stay the Fuck Away from Me." But whether the fans have or have not, their costumes are black. And, on the dance floor, their order of battle is pain pain pain -- with spurts of beer flying like blood from cornada wounds. The crowd clears a space, and the leading moshers circle the floor like angry horned beasts, threatening each person they pass, spoiling for a fight, flirting with danger. The circular motion is dizzying, and when a player is gored, he falls instantly. Hemingway's protagonist saw the bulls slay a man in the streets, and later heard a bartender lament, "Badly cogido. All for sport. All for pleasure." Tonight, whatever my bartender is telling me cannot be heard over the hammering of heavy metal and hoofbeats, but the St. Pauli Girl he serves up is smooth and tasty. Against my overheated forehead I press the cold bottle, an island of relief in my stream of consciousness. " Y'all need somethin' fast to get you goin'?" thunders the beefy matador of Damnage. "Here's a little number called 'Confess'!" The bulls run. -Gregory Nicoll Creative Loafing

Location Atlanta, GA - USA

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