"It's the type of a song that is filled with despair, but it immerses itself in it so far that you can see the light and you can see the positive," he says. "And it's your own light, obviously. It's not man-made. It's not religious."
Lyrically and personally, Broadrick is clearly on a solitary quest. He left city life behind 15 years ago, opting for the countryside of northern Wales, and laughs as he concedes that even with his grindcore days far behind him, his music is "still rooted in misanthropy." But there's little or no time for introspection on a tour bus, and even less when you consider how many projects Broadrick has going. In addition to Conqueror, the EP Lifeline (Hydrahead), and a split album with Eluvium (Hydrahead/Temporary Residence), this year also saw Pale Sketches, a skittering electronic treatise of Jesu songs that didn't fit on any previous discs, by way of Broadrick's Avalanche label. Misanthrope or no, our errant knight of doom has found himself in a good place, as he explains with a shout-out to our local heroes: "There was a song by Flipper called 'Life,' and the chorus was 'Life is the only thing worth living for.' I really do feel like that." *
Tues/6, 8 p.m., $15
Great American Music Hall
859 O'Farrell, SF