Without a doubt, Anti-Karaoke is a constant source of surprises.
It's impossible to know what's going to happen each Monday. At the A.K. from last July 27th, we enjoyed some exceptional attendees; among them, none other than Voivod!
The legendary prog-metal band played in Barcelona the day before with Sepultura, and entered in Anti-Karaoke to live an unusual experience.
They saw the whole show, and when it was over, they remarked to Rachel that there's nothing like A.K. abroad. Their reaction was the same as that of many others when they experience this show for the first time: they simply couldn't believe how crazy and surprising Anti-Karaoke is.
The bassist of Voivod these days is Jason Newsted (ex-Metallica), though he didn't accompany them on this tour. Funny to think that if Jason had played on this tour, he might have ended up seeing Rachel sing Enter Sandman in A.K. It would have been interesting to see his reaction.
In another night of brilliant moments, Mary Jane stood out with a majestic interpretation of Queen's The Show Must Go On.
Edu Fiend not only performed for the first time at A.K.; he also changed his plane ticket so he'd have a chance to sing in the show before returning hom to his country(!)
And it was worth it. His performance of Dont Stop Me Now by Queen was extraordinary.
It was a night in which Queen reigned even more than usual.
Rocko demonstrated, once again, that he's one of the definitive stars of Anti-Karaoke with Somebody To Love. Each time this guy gets onstage, he gives 120% -- and the audience notices and appreciates it.
Lady Mouth did a powerful version of another song that's not exactly easy, You Could Be Mine by Guns NRoses.
The look on the faces of the guys from Voivod when they listened to Albert The Undertaker's adrenaline--charged and 100% personal version of Iron Maiden's The Trooper was truly comical.
Where else can you see someone like The Undertaker driving the crowd wild? Only in Anti-Karaoke. During his performance, Albert unfurled a banner with a lovely message: I like Mondays A.K..
Rachel sang the most furious Motörhead song, Ace Of Spades.
Vato and Cisco debuted a new addition to the repertoire; this time, the piece of dynamite titled Im Broken by Pantera, which turned out to be one of the great performances of the evening.
Definitely, these guys sang their guts out onstage.
Immediately afterward, Ennio from Roma interpreted one of Elvis Presley's greatest classics, Cant Help Falling In Love.
The contrast between Pantera and such a beautiful and timeless ballad such as this was incredible. Curiously, the same people that chanted along to Im Broken lit up their lighters for Ennio moments later.
The spirit of Sinatra, the Rat Pack and the deliciously inebriated and vice-ridden Vegas of the '50s is always present in Anti-Karaoke, thanks to this New York, New York by Rachel, in which she empties a bottle of Jack Daniels over the audience.
On this occasion, once again, wacky scenes took place in the front rows.
Irina, an A.K. debutante, sang Zombie by The Cranberries.
Another debutante, Roberto, interpreted Basket Case by Green Day.
The best number of the night was where Rachel played a preacher, "Reverend Rachel".
Donning an actual priest's robe, Rachel welcomed the audience to the Church of RocknRoll, ordered everyone to kneel, and got to saving souls in the style of true gospel.
It was quite a sight to see 400 people on their knees, while Rachel pushed their foreheads with the palm of her hand to the rhythms of the Black church music. The number culminated with a thunderous-sounding Enter Sandman.
It's always a luxury to be able to count on Danglam in Anti-Karaoke. On this occasion, he reigned once again with an absolutely memorable Chinese Rocks by Johnny Thunders.
The last time we saw him in the show was when he captured the flying bloody tampon (authentic) tampón that Rachel winged at the audience, and popped it into his mouth. But this man rocks very hard, and now remembers the incident with love.
Dani Metal was another of the great triumphants of the evening, with a grand Highway To Hell.
Uri Geller performed for the first time in Anti-Karaoke with a very powerful version of Tie Your Mother Down by Queen, with Rocko supporting back-up vocals.
Continuing with debutantes, Randy The Ram revindicated the hard rock modern classic that is Lit Up by Buckcherry. The band seemed destined to occupy the place of Guns NRoses, but never went that far. However, all their records are commendable -- especially the first, where Lit Upappears, which was a breath of fresh air in that moment in time.
Simon from Voivod witnessed the majority of the show, laughing and joking with his buddies, and finally got onstage and sang Video Killed The Radio Star by The Buggles.
Barbarah shone with more force than ever with her beautiful interpretation of Dream On by Aerosmith.
It was a version that reached the heights La Sevillanita's recent performance of the same song.
Crowsta, who we haven't seen for quite a while in the show, returned to the quintessential Kiss anthem, Rock and Roll All Nite.
Sarduster, one of the definitive cock-rockers of A.K., on this occasion sang Born To Be Wild by Steppenwolf.
Rusty James and his brother Johnny Boy said farewell to Anti-Karaoke with the best song of Twisted Sister, Were Not Gonna Take It.
A great Whole Lotta Rosie by AC/DC in the hands of Prades.
Rachel sang the most representative song of the Grunge era, Smells Like Teen Spirit, while throwing pieces of Wonder bread at the audience (!).
Pirata del Caribe revindicated Bon Scott's AC/DC with TNT.
It's always a pleasure to see Bib in the show.
This time she sang one of her most characteristic songs: What I Like About You by The Romantics.
And then from '80's New Wave to '90's brutal Metal, thanks to Iván's devastating performance of Fucking Hostile by Pantera.
Pure fire. Iván's performances are definitely not for languid types.
On a less aggressive wavelength, Kenta and Gravity interpreted an old Stevie Wonder classic that had never been performed in the show, I Wish.
Panocho debuted in Anti-Karaoke with Fat Bottomed Girls by Queen.
Wilfredo and Wilfreda also sang for the first time in the show, with another rock classic: Paranoid by Black Sabbath.
Samurai Xavi confronted the difficult task of putting himself in Robert Plant's place, and got through it unscathed with a fine performance of Led Zeppelin's The Immigrant Song".
Mr. Eddie Harris rendered tribute to the best of Guns, Appetite For Destruction, with the song that catapulted them to stardom, Sweet Child OMine.
The final stretch of the show, as always, was explosive. Lord Vader laid down the law once with a killer Welcome To The Jungle, and the audience thanked him by throwing him their bras.
El Idolo de Argentina offered one of his typically kooky performances, with the funniest and craziest interpretation of Should I Stay Or Should I Go? than we've seen in a long time.
Rachel dedicated Killing In The Name to the assholes that ruined the official A.K. blow-up doll the week before.
And yes, the number culminated with another bloody tampon headed like a missle towards the audience, just as it did the month before.
With Fabri, as is traditional in each A.K. madness was unleashed. As he sang Pantera's Cowboys From Hell in his guttural style, he provoked an invasion of the stage.
Again, it was funny to see the guys from Voivod amazed by such chaos, and taking pictures with their mobile phones.
Rachel closed this incredible night with the typically crazed Kids In America.
See you next Monday at A.K.! Remember that Anti-Karaoke will continue in Apolo every Monday in August and the rest of the year. This is the show that never goes on vacation.