Doppelgängers have now been officially available for a week! Reviews have been ticking in and we’re happy to see that most of them lands on the 7-8 of 10, with some occasional bad apples here and there for good measure. Distribution is broadening as we speak, both physical and digital. If it’s not in your local store yet, it will hopefully be soon. Either way, you can always order it from Aftermath here. (Our Finnish fans are advised to order from here)
Previous weekend Goat the Head had two release-gigs in support of the new album, and wrapping up how it went is vocalist Per:
With only one proper rehearsal the night before, we’ve come to terms with us being a band living constantly on the edge. A nasty cold had embraced half the band as well, so we were walking on a tightrope over the pit of disaster unto the stage at Blæst in our home town of Trondheim on Friday. We gave it our confident best, and word of mouth seems to have it we delivered the goods! I had obtained some liquid latex from the local sex-shop for my on-stage costume this time. Let me tell you: Never again! I thought I was relatively short on body hair, but obviously I’m man enough to make the removal of second skin near impossible, and most certainly painful. We had some lovely guests with us in Trondheim as well, Vegard Harkjerr acted as my doppelgänger on the opening song, walking on-stage sporting my nasa suit and monkey mask while singing “Stirring the Enigmatic Appetite”. I joined in halfway through the song, completing the song with Vegard to a confused audience. We finally got the chance to do “This Tube is the Gospel” with Kirsti Huke, who also sings on the song on the album. Pure magic! And really, really fun!
Come Saturday, and we were leaving for Oslo somewhat reduced. Ketil looked like he tried to impersonate the album artwork as his right eye was nice and swollen due to conjunctivitis!The cold had tightened its grip on me, and upped the ante by giving me flaring diarrhoea. Arriving in Oslo, Kenneth learned that he (once again) was the national champion of drum rolls, and had won some heaps of drum gear. Success! Ten seconds after a ravishing toilet visit at Oslo’s Garage I rushed the stage with the band and quickly found out I couldn’t be too crazy tonight, or it would turn ugly. Or rather, uglier. I’m both really happy and somewhat sorry for not having the ultimate faecal-tinged story for you guys this time, but I can report that the goats played like maniacs and it was a great show after all. We even did a semi-obscure cover of punk-crossover band Broken Bones!
Thanks to Dead Trooper who supported the demolition of both towns, and also Diverse Artister and DJ Snorre Ruch in Trondheim.