Kerrang! (UK) - - Lives -


■ THERE ARE demons and an­gels spin­ning above the stage, the­atri­cal gothic ro­mance in the air, and even a cir­cus big top here tonight.yes, this is the O2 Fo­rum Ken­tish Town, but not as you’ve ever seen it. It feels an ap­pro­pri­ate way for Lacuna Coil to mark 20 years to­gether, though, be­cause they es­sen­tially did run away to join the cir­cus – wan­der­ing metal mis­fits of­fer­ing glimpses of an as­ton­ish­ing world.and the pres­ence of fans from such far-flung cor­ners as Ar­gentina and Aus­tralia is tes­ta­ment to their be­guil­ing legacy.

Over al­most three hours there are plenty of thrills and zero spills, as Lacuna Coil ex­e­cute the high the­atrics with shad­owy flair. Fire dancers re­sem­bling Sia on Hal­loween hy­per­charge the lu­natic chug of Blood,tears, Dust, while The House Of Shame sees them claw­ing through sheets at Cristina Scab­bia and An­drea Ferro. Sur­prises aren’t re­served for the vis­ual trap­pings, mind. Re­ceiv­ing its first-ever air­ing, Soul Into Hades demon­strates how Lacuna Coil’s mys­te­ri­ous goth­metal blue­print was in place from their first EP, and the sel­dom-heard One Cold Day is a touch­ing trib­ute to late found­ing guitarist, Clau­dio Leo.

The best, as al­ways, is saved for last. Cristina emerges for the encore in an elab­o­rate ball gown, singing Wide Awake ac­com­pa­nied only by deso­late piano.then she starts to rise… high. As she hov­ers 20 feet in the air, her peal­ing high notes are matched only by the sound of col­lec­tive jaws hit­ting the floor. Im­pres­sively, the band man­age to fol­low that spec­ta­cle on their re­turn, as En­joy The Si­lence and Noth­ing Stands In Our Way cul­mi­nate in an ex­trav­a­ganza of pyro, pas­sion and ju­bi­lant ap­plause.this may have been a one-night-only af­fair, but it’s the cel­e­bra­tion of a life­time.

duo fea­tur­ing ex-the Char­iot chap Josh Sco­gin, who is re­as­sur­ingly still warp­ing rock into un­recog­nis­able­ter­wards,all Hailtheyeti’s en­dear­ing pas­sion con­tin­ues to out­strip their songcraft, though new song Slow Sea­son sug­gests they are hard at work ad­dress­ing that bal­ance. In­evitably, tonight be­longs to Crazy­fists as they de­liver unim­peach­able an­thems like At The End Of Au­gust and I’ll Go Un­til My Heart Stops, as well as a cover of Alice In Chains’ We Die Young and the live de­but of Sea And Smoke. It is all as breath­less as it is fe­ro­cious. Sadly, both­van­ish and Re­viver are AWOL tonight, plus it would be wel­come if they had in­dulged in the acous­tic bril­liance of, say, Dark Cor­ners or The City Ig­nites. That said, nu­ance is per­haps a nec­es­sary sac­ri­fice on a night that trans­forms the Acad­emy into a war­zone. Just an­other quiet Sun­day evening with one of metal’s most frus­trat­ingly un­der­ap­pre­ci­ated bands.

An­drea Ferro got caught in a glass case of emo­tion Some­one went too far with the glue again These new flight at­ten­dants had re­ally amaz­ing uni­forms Lacuna Coil: un­der­stated

Brock’s Chino Moreno im­pres­sion was al­ways wel­come

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