< Mark was offered a beer for successfully retuning his guitar
Tonight was going to be a special night, just by looking at the line-up it was evident that Chinnerys would once again fall to the power of Essex rock music. First up was the remnants of All At Sea, now known as Killing Jimmy, armed with a virtuoso in every department musically possible, the three guys and one girl punctured the bleak night that glided through and made everyone seem to appear like zombies on a binge drink, that was soon altered when Killing Jimmy let open fire with a barrage of Pop Punk tunes that instantaneously kicked the crowd into touch and soon were dancing like the lads and ladies in ABBA's 'Dancing Queen', ok maybe not as 70's style of dancing as it would seem, but in no doubt was the crowd putting this on, they loved every second of this band's performance. Unlike some pop punk bands, Killing Jimmy are not following the Paramore 'yellow-brick-red' and are branding their own twist on the already saturated music genre, this was not just shown through the agility of Mark lunging his guitar into the unknown, but more by the breadth of which placed the band in the light and at the same time on the path to local recognition. As soon as they killed Jimmy, Evarane was left dealing with the corpses from which the music had killed them by.
NB An interview with Killing Jimmy was conducted and can be listened to, downloaded and shared below.
Evarane were good at giving orders to the crowd in an effective way >
Second up was a favourite amongst Southend folk, the Pop Rock armada known as Evarane of whom drummer Kris Konnelly is coincidentally drummer for the last act of the night Crash Mansion. Infusing their synth-laden pop rock sound once again, Evarane made no mistake in collecting the human debris left in the wake of Killing Jimmy assailing every living thing in sight (no wonder there are no fish in the Thames). Evarane again were at their very best, performing at a level expected by a band that has the potential to land a management or record label deal in the near future. Crisp clean riffs were just the start of this mammoth performance laid on by the sextet, this was beyond a mere jaunt, but more on par with a festival appearance performance. Song after song, the atmosphere grew and grew until the lights started to dim slightly, indicating their set was drawing to a sharp close and signalling the dark knights of Southend were coming, Evarane meanwhile were planning to Crash Mansion, after mansion, after mansion with their synth pop rock.
< Chris had inadvertently realized he could amplify farts by placing the mic behind his back side.
Fresh from their recent management signing to Transcend Music, Southend's Hard Rockers Crash Mansion made no mistake in proving why and how they deserved that so sought after deal. Menacing the minions sprawled out before them, the sonic boom that emitted from the speakers was so loud it woke up half of North Kent. The famous five as they will soon be known as tore down the venue as if they were employed to demolish the place, ripping into every orifice that gaped open at the sheer amazement of Sam's demonic guitar skills, shredding that equipment until there was dust on the floor from his boney fingers, this was Crash Mansion at their very best, delivering a round-after-round knockout punch that kept the audience awake for as long as they could withstand the ballistic sound that seemed to get them moshing like no tomorrow. Closing up the evening is always tough for the headlining act, but by delivering a performance that should earn them a spot at Download Festival either this year or next year, Crash Mansion are firmly progressing towards putting Southend on the rock map once again.
 RHYS STEVENSON
Post show an interview was conducted, the interviewee was Andy Songhurst (Merciless Fail - now Forged in Black) and his girlfriend Darcy Guiras
< Mike Smith of Greenleaf56 showed signs of an electrical back-feed when playing his guitar
On a cold and dark evening on Easter Sunday, Southend Chinnerys was host to three exciting rock bands, first to grace the venues sought after stage was Greenleaf56 who have not been on the circuit for around a year. As the crowds began to grow and the music began to find its way from input to output, Greenleaf56 let rip on stage with what seemed a longer than expected set, but the stage was set for the rest of the evenings bands. Having not seen these guys before judgement was reserved and yet for a band who has not been playing live for around a year, they certainly proved they had not rusted up and fell away into the shadows. The use of a variation of song structures gave them a positive reception from the crowd and not only that but they did not look at each musician for indications of what note or piece should be played next. However, the bassist when delivering the harsh vocals was a little forced, but post-show the reason behind the poor vocals was learned and thus therefore acceptance was made. Furthermore the bassist seemed to lack movement unlike the guitarist who performed with such gusto, it would make Jimi Hendrix impressed, rocking away and melting faces along the way, just in time to make the exit and hand over the sauna-like-stage (apparently it was hot up there) to the second band of the evening, Basildon's Minerva Falls.
"You see? This is the note we're meant to be playing you know?" >
It was tough for Minerva Falls to carry on the rock atmosphere now firmly instilled amongst the crowd and walls of this fabled venue alike, but with utmost oomph, pomp and circumstance the laddies done it with no sweat, ok maybe there was a little but it was intoxicated with rock minerals. As a result the Bas Vegas group sweltered out their unique twist on Hard Rock and experimental music as it was anyone's guess on what they were supposed to be playing, at times there was a female keyboardist on stage playing and so the sound was constantly changing, pretty much like the bar staff that night. But Minerva Falls delivered a sensational performance and once again was the first time witnessed so harsh criticisms were retained until next time, but the only negative occurrence all evening was the sound issues that caused a delay in the gig to start and a shortening of the last band's set, but before that Minerva Falls pummeled the ground so hard it sent ripples across the road and a tidal wave shot up the Thames estuary (surf's up dude). Overall the quintet passed over a performance that shall be resurfacing sometime soon one hopes, if not then the pincers will be utilized. Speaking of pincers, things were hotting up as the last band Trash Monroe eyed up the vacant spot and before the audience realized it, it was Southend on Southend!
< One fan showed his love for Trash Monroe by lining up to give Ken Mortimer a smooch on the lips.
And so it came down to the headlining band for the evening, Southend's very own punk-cross-emo-cross-rock-cross-in_your_face-cross shot rock perfectionists Trash Monroe. Spurred on by the over-driven crowd from the two earlier acts, Trash Monroe made it a home run as they slaughtered their home town once again with their infectious, juicy and personalized style of rock music. Every time this band performs, they always seem to amaze and this time round was no exception, besides the fact there was a sudden influx of guys in the room as Melany Dantes wore a Gothic little number that got every tipsy guy in the room sharpening their lead pencil, even sharper than that was the band's incredible live sound, it was as if God gave them the key to bring back every legendary rocker back to life, the sound was greater than any band performing at Wembley Arena. The band meant it, guitarist Brad Hurr represented an emo / punk variation of Indian Jones as he clambered on the stage barrier, fiddled with ceiling lights and ultimately made Johnny Depp look less lush as Jack Sparrow. All in all Trash Monroe delivered a set that equated to the ticket price, even surpassing it. The only saddening thing was because of continuing sound issues they had to cut their set short, the crowd sympathized and as they filtered out, each band who played tonight proved why Essex has the strongest rock music going on a county level.
 RHYS STEVENSON
Date: 10th November 2012
Venue: The Twist
Location: Colchester, Essex
Promoter: Alien Nation Live
Such a line-up that spoke a thousand words even when this is the rebirth of one of Colchester's most known music venues besides its main venue the Colchester Arts Centre.
This line-up saw the likes of Southend Heavy Thrashers Merciless Fail, fresh from their successful mission at the Bloodstock Open Air Festival and was one of the last gigs that featured Mr. Rob Chapman on guitar duties. Joining them was the alternative rockers Trash Monroe who put together a solid sound of pop rock and pop punk with emo and gothic tinges here and there and also come from Southend. The third and final act of the night was The Mariana Hollow, who come from Greater London and put together a lavish mix of modern rock and alternative metal, somewhat similar to Evanescence, with this eclectic line-up, expectations ran high.
In order of performance: Trash Monroe, The Mariana Hollow and Merciless Fail
< Melany could not resist feeding Brad some Belgian chocolates she bought before the gig.
This was to be a night that spewed out a host of rock and metal genres that appealed to everyone, but as soon as the night drew in and Trash Monroe got onto the stage, The Twist was about to be blown apart by the savage sinners known as Trash Monroe, the Southend female-fronted leviathan summoned out their best sounds through a slick yet sick explosion of pop rock and pop punk tracks that quite simply made the bands of yesteryear fall on their knees. Here was a band that simply sparked off fireworks and laid the path for the following acts to follow down, but what made Trash Monroe the all more impressive was the stage interaction between Melany and her fellow musicians, that sort of affectionate approach, not as much as erotic, but erotic in her dictionary was teasing the band members, let alone leaving the crowd begging for more as her vocals simply redefined divinity. On par with the vocals the guitars, bass and drums all acted as a solid wall of sound and through the mastermind geniuses that stood before us, Trash Monroe were inspirational and yet had proven their worth of why they are the next Essex rock band that deserve to grace the covers of Kerrang! magazine, even we thought this lot would be apt on BBC Radio 2, their performance was solid, full of rock and most importantly got this party pit open and so came to their time where stage exit was due, and the cleaning up of blood stains was to begin, blood from the bleeding ears of the crowd that is.
 RHYS STEVENSON
< Rebecca was sure that her vocals weren't powerful enough to blow up the mic.
Following up from the delights of Trash Monroe was London's very answer to Evanescence, the rock mob known as The Mariana Hollow, however expectations were short lived as as soon as the band got onto the stage, the crowd interaction went from full on to full off, there was minimal stage interaction and the atmosphere was bleak, but what made up for the downfalls was the music, an iceberg consisting of darkened lyrics, Gothic feeling and sombre lust, just the final touches were nowhere to be found. Sure this is a band with utmost promise and enough passion to make passion fruit seem almost inundated and somewhat questionable of its existence, yet as the mood brood and the atmosphere forever hung in total bleakness, The Mariana Hollow were at times spectators on stage, but in all due course the band performed well, just not at their very best and so the next time they grace this stage, all eyes will be on them.
[6.5] RHYS STEVENSON
< Apparently the bible states that three wise man also gave Jesus guitars.
What was to come next was a band that is considered the beacon of light for the Southend Metal scene, fresh from their duties at Bloodstock, Merciless Fail took no prisoners as they slayed into the crowd with Stoz delivering a vocal range that would make any opera singer look as if they were training to sing, unleashing absolute hell through the slashing guitars were three young chaps, one of which is no longer with Merciless Fail, perhaps this was a testament to Rob's services, none the less the lads finished off what was left of the crowd, leaving nothing but the echoing sound of a night's worth of epic music and sensational talent. As Merciless Fail weaved through their catalogue of songs, they took their chances and livened up their playing, this is a band that has gone from newcomer to rookie and now stand proud and tall as professional musicians and as the boys closed up tonights gig, many were wanting to rewind the clock, watching all of tonights guitar virtuoso's, right to the very first note unleashed through the speakers, but as the saying goes, you can have too much of a good thing, yeah right!
 RHYS STEVENSON
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