Ravna’s Intense Pillars Release Party in Wydzial Remontowy

Last Friday night felt like a step back into something raw and primal, a sweaty, guttural experience that hit you straight in the chest as soon as you walked through the doors of Wydzial Remontowy.

It was Ravna’s night, the long-awaited release party for their latest album “Pillars”. We’d dissected the album a few months back – if you haven’t read that review or caught our interview with the band, do yourself a favour and read it. But nothing, and I mean nothing, could prepare me for last Friday.

This? This was live. Raw. And after that evening, I knew that no number of reviews could do it justice.

Unfortunately, I missed the first two bands of the night, but from what I heard, they set the stage for what was to come. The night didn’t waste time with pleasantries. Before Ravna even graced the stage, we were pulled into the depths by Znich, a Belarusian archaic-folk black pagan metal outfit that summoned a damn ritual. Draped in wooden masks, the band looked like they had stepped out of some Slavic myth, ready to call the gods from another realm. Under red lights that made the room feel like a forest under siege, Znich play louder, heavier and deeper. The kind of deep that shakes the ground beneath your feet.

And through the chaos, the raw pulse of something primal hit the crowd. The harshness of the music and the screams from the singer were softened by the ethereal voice of the vocalist, dressed in what could only be described as a druidess-like robes. Her movements stood in stark contrast to the rest of the band – while they thrashed with raw intensity, she flowed with an almost otherworldly grace, like a spirit weaving through the chaos.

And Ravna stepped in to take the reins. From the moment they took the stage, you could feel the shift in the room. That collective intake of breath before a storm hits. These guys were going to tear their latest album apart, piece by piece, and reassemble it right in front of us. The first notes hit like a battle cry, and the room exploded in a way that only a packed metal venue can. In the intimacy of Wydzial Remontowy, each chord reverberated through the walls, shaking loose something wild in the crowd.

Every riff, every blast of the drums felt amplified, like it was specifically designed to rattle your bones. The setlist followed the album in all its glory, and each track somehow felt bigger, meaner, in this live setting. The band poured everything they had into each song, and the crowd matched their intensity, turning the small space into a vortex of headbanging, thrashing bodies. It was pure chaos, in the best possible way.

Just before the crowd shouted for an encore the polish way, Marcin Wielgus jumped on stage. A shot of adrenaline that cut through like a second wave of an assault.

If you weren’t there, you missed out on a night that was way more than just a concert. Ravna cast their spell, and for one night, we were all under their command.

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