CROWN THE EMPIRE
Texan metalcore crew defeat jet lag in Brighton
club ■ It must venues be when strange you’re to be so stuck blatantly playing aspirational that you named yourselves Crown The Empire. However, this is where the Texas sluggers belong, and where, unexpectedly, they can flourish. They’re undoubtedly fortunate that Volumes aren’t at full strength tonight. Even with one co-vocalist absent and a stand-in guitarist, the LA gang prove a hard act to follow, their groovebombs exploding with juddering menace. Crown The Empire operate at a different pitch, and at times on this opening night they struggle to rise above their jet lag. Better results ensue when Zero and recent single 20/20 are delivered with impressive potency. Andy Leo’s vocals aren’t always the strongest, but he proves a charismatic frontman, with humble between-song bantz and a general air of cheerleading. His self-deprecating persona suggests he’s aware of his band’s occasional silliness, while still absolutely loving it, appropriate for a bunch who often sound like early Panic! At The Disco after a 72-hour bender soundtracked by nothing but generic metalcore. A closing stage invasion proves that this awkward concoction can still inspire magnificent devotion.