BMTH live in Jakarta 2024

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This time around Ravel gets it right and BMTH (Bring Me The Horizon) are headlining the Nexfest festival in Jakarta which also features Babymetal. In this format there is no seating - which makes for a much more intimate experience - although you do have to arrive really early if you want to pick a spot right up close to the stage.  We arrived about six hours before BMTH were scheduled to start their performance and bought plenty of drinks to stay hydrated in the tropical afternoon heat (mind you, some of those were Iceland vodka mix!) This was a gig I had long been looking forward to - especially after the debacle last year. Not everyone likes BMTH of course. For deathcore fans the band sold out. For metal heads the band is not purist enough. And for the wider mainstream audience, the band is too heavy. You can't please everyone of course but there are few bands in the rock world which can match the sheer emotional velocity of BMTH. To bring metal and even aspects of metalcore t

Jakarta busway blues (or reds?)


Being a man of the people, and wanting to avoid a nerve-racking drive up to Chinatown, I decided to park my car at Semanggi and get on one of those nice red buses that use the traffic-jam free busway route.

First bus comes along. And guess what? It’s full.

Second bus comes along, and of course it’s full too, but I get on anyway: I can’t be bothered to wait any longer.

This is one thing I’ve never understood – why do the buses only leave from their base (Blok M) when they are full? Wouldn’t it be better for some buses to leave empty so that people could actually get on them?

But then again there might not actually be too many of the buses to go around. According to the Jakarta Post, over Rp87 billion rupiah has been “lost” due to huge markups when the buses were bought in the first place.

So yer may be traveling on a normal bus, but it probably cost the taxpayer more than a Ferrari. But considerably less fast. Not that the bus drivers care of course, and they hammer them as if they were Michael Schumacher tearing around his home Hockenheim circuit.

So the bus is full and I try to force my way inside. A bunch of young seemingly-healthy young men all sitting down. And a young mother struggling with her baby as she stands in front of them, one hand holding tightly onto the handgrip thing above to avoid being thrown around as Shummy up front does his stuff.

But why doesn’t one of these young men give her a seat? How is it possible to be so selfish? Anyway, I point out the young mother’s predicament to the bus conductor and he asks one of the young men to stand up. Rather reluctantly he does and the young mother sits down.

But it looks like her baby’s been guzzling on his milk bottle too long. A few big burbs and then woosh – out it all comes as he pukes over his Mum and another passenger.

They both stand up. The seats are covered in white frothy puke.

We’re at the Gadja Madah Plaza stop now. Shummy’s set a new lap record, and a few more people get on. Amazed to see some empty seats on a full bus they frantically head towards them and sit right down...

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