Trivium, Code Orange, Power Trip and Venom Prison tear London a new one; Ozzy, Avenged Seven­fold and Five Fin­ger Death Punch rule over Florida’s rockville Fes­ti­val; Epica, myrkur and Oceans Of Slum­ber get set to stun and more.

The 2018 Metal Ham­mer tour shines a light on a new era of heavy

Metal Hammer (UK) - - Contents - STEPHEN HILL

It’s been a

while since Metal Ham­mer has put its name to a tour such as this one, but then it’s been a while since a live pack­age rep­re­sented the eclec­tic na­ture of our scene in such a gal­vanis­ing man­ner. Cru­cially, it’s also been a while since metal felt like it could re­ally fill a venue of this size with bands who are this young, ex­cit­ing and chal­leng­ing. There’s some­thing in the air tonight, and while the cyn­i­cal amongst you might think we’re pat­ting our­selves on the back due to our own in­volve­ment in pro­ceed­ings, tonight there is an ar­gu­ment to be had that ev­ery band in­volved fail to put a foot wrong be­tween them.

Need con­vinc­ing? Well, how about this: at 6.30pm a group of Welsh and Rus­sian punk rock kids walk on­stage at one of this coun­try’s most pres­ti­gious venues, 18 months af­ter drop­ping their de­but al­bum, and pro­ceed to play a set of ut­terly sav­age death metal. Within min­utes there is a cir­clepit open­ing up the floor of Brix­ton academy. VENOM PRISON [8] have sup­ported some pretty big bands since the re­lease of An­i­mus, tak­ing on ev­ery­one from

Trap Them to Sui­cide Silence and mak­ing them look fairly or­di­nary in the process, but tonight they tran­scend all of it. What’s all the more im­pres­sive is how at home this mu­sic sounds on such a grand scale: crush­ing, suf­fo­cat­ing and mov­ing all at once. When they’re in the groove like this, VP are feral. an un­real opener.

If you don’t be­lieve in love at first sight then you re­ally needed to be here to wit­ness the mo­ment the unini­ti­ated present first hear POWER TRIP’S [9] gui­tar tone. The jaws of the cu­ri­ous im­me­di­ately drop to the floor as the Texan quin­tet launch into the grind­ing thrash of Soul Sac­ri­fice, which is noth­ing com­pared to the re­ac­tion to the al­ready an­themic Ex­e­cu­tioner’s Tax – so much so that the band are forced to stop for a good five min­utes as an au­di­ence mem­ber is se­ri­ously in­jured in the chaos. Ri­ley Gale pleads for ev­ery­one to look out for each other but his words fall on deaf ears as, only two songs later, the band are stopped once again due to an in­jury. Bod­ies are be­ing car­ried out and it’s not even 8pm yet! Power

Trip do fi­nally get to fin­ish a set that is a per­fect amal­gam of thrash, groove, death metal, hard­core and gen­uine dan­ger not seen since Pan­tera in their pomp. Stun­ning.

but, If It’s

dan­ger you want, if it’s con­fronta­tion, if it’s a chal­lenge, then CODE ORANGE [9] are mak­ing all your vi­o­lent dreams come true. The first ever Grammy-nom­i­nated hard­core band have some se­ri­ous hype to live up to, and are the only band to ex­pe­ri­ence some re­sis­tance tonight, but such is their mix of white noise, pound­ing beat­down riffs, true punk rock spirit, vis­ceral ha­tred, gen­uine seething dark­ness and un­pre­dictabil­ity that, even if you de­spise them, you’re too pet­ri­fied to look away. Bleed­ing In The Blur has be­come a land­mark song, and a sign­post to where

Code Orange can go next, but the size of the roar of “MOTH­ER­FUCKER!” from the academy floor dur­ing Real and the sight of a punk rock band chan­nelling the bleak, epic grandeur of Type O Neg­a­tive and Life Of agony on dream2 are the mo­ments that re­ally set spines tin­gling. Un­stop­pable.

It’s weird to think that TRIVIUM [10] are both the head­lin­ers and the odd ones out on this tour. The naysay­ers would have you be­lieve that they have seen their best days and were can­non fod­der to a bill of youth­ful up­starts. But when your back’s against the wall is when you see what a band is truly made of, and tonight, armed with their best al­bum in a decade – at least – in The Sin And The Sen­tence,

Trivium step up and show ev­ery­one just why we have never given up on them.

It’s the per­fect storm of a newly re­freshed band de­ter­mined to rise to the chal­lenge, with a per­fectly pitched setlist and with a crowd des­per­ately will­ing them to suc­ceed. New songs like the crush­ing riff-storm of Be­trayer per­fectly com­ple­ment the fist-pump­ing arena metal of Un­til The World Goes Cold, with Matt Heafy spend­ing the en­tire gig grinning from ear to ear. as the final juddering riff of In Waves threat­ens to rip Brix­ton in two, the may­hem gives rise to an at­mos­phere that is beau­ti­ful, joy­ous and tri­umphant in ways not seen since Ma­chine Head’s Sec­ond Com­ing on The Black­en­ing.

Tonight, Trivium take ev­ery snide in­ter­net com­men­ta­tor’s scorn, ev­ery crit­i­cal mis­step, ev­ery frus­trat­ing line-up change and ram it back down the throats of wher­ever they came from with in­ter­est, fi­nally en­joy­ing a mo­ment that tops that Down­load 2005 set in the process. Call us bi­ased if you must, but if you were here you’ll know that metal is in the best form it’s been in for a long time. This is real, right now.


Up­staged by the young sup­port acts? Nah, Matt Heafy’s got ’em licked bends over Prison’s Larissa Venom crowd to woo the back­wards Power Trip’s Ri­ley whips up a Gale with his mane

Code Orange’s Jami Mor­gan sticks two up to the non-be­liev­ers Trivium raise an army

Trip’s Nick Ste­wart: Power cowboy from hell

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