JONESTOWN

THIS IS TURIN SUBSIDE, BIRMINGHAM

Despite the venue being shockingly devoid of punters and hotter than Satan’s basement, you’d struggle to find a band better suited to shaking off the midweek slumber than THIS IS TURIN [7]. Within seconds frontman Darryl Jones is stalking the floor, demanding fist pumps and that Subside “get the fuck up” while whirling like a man possessed. Fusing extreme metal with a hardcore delivery, they roar to life with the bone-rattling bludgeon of The Absence Of Faith and the vitriol-soaked When God

Bleeds. The set is fully charged and takes strides into blackened tech-death territory. The initial muddied sound does JONESTOWN

[8] few favours, but the Brighton bruisers are a well-oiled machine and carve a bloodied mark across the stage. The allure of their groove-laden brutality hasn’t waned, and after battering us with menacing chuggernaut

Aokigahara, the pummelling pulse of Gojira-esque colossus Borderline and Mass Extinction Six, this small but volatile crowd are inching towards frenzy. The future of UK metal continues to burn brightly.