This exclusive gig is a replacement to the was-meant-to-be Essex all-day metal festival, but due to unforeseen circumstances this could not happen and so a replacement gig was devised; coincidentally this was to be Fei Comodo's last ever Essex gig as they are splitting up this after 8 years of insane activity.
Line-up (in order of performance): Despite My Deepest Fear, The Morning After, Malefice, Fei Comodo.
< Julian showed he felt pain trapping his finger underneath the G string.
_ Despite My Deepest Fear who hail from Ruislip, West London are perhaps the precise Metalcore band that the UK Metal scene has been waiting for, the quintet are without any doubt sure to give Rise To Remain some new alliance, if that. Whilst Austin Dickenson's band is causing chaos in London, Despite My Deepest Fear divert from the cliché Metalcore trait and develop their own stance on the genre. Their performance was just as good as their album release "Dimensions", if not a perfect example of reasoning. However the 'Katy Perry' cover was a shocker to do; albeit the insane response, it was precise and fruitful in all aspects, resulting in a band knowing how to completely re-write the laws of Metalcore. Adding some classy elements to the band and a great level of panache in sensational excellence, via the exasperating breakdowns they utilise and a rapid rate of riff-fire, the boys were convincing enough to show that Metalcore is not dead, most of all the fact that the British Metal scene is burgeoning underground with bands talented enough to rock the world a thousand times. Orchestrated to perfection and errorless in their set-play, in football-terms they scored a beautiful hat-trick: composure, timing and the final touch - the crucial synchronisation. Despite My Deepest Fear, which is this band won’t make the grade; they are certainly capable of adjusting the malapropism in their band name and are sure to unleash pure hell everywhere.
< Gary Stone finally discovered the deepest note on his bass guitar.
The Morning After is an excellent Hard Rock / Heavy Metal quartet with enough gusto to send sparks flying. With a vocalist who can hit high notes that are reminiscent of a male having his balls kicked in and an array of solos to sicken any die-hard fan, this Colchester mob certainly made the dead come alive, using audience participation they enlivened the crowd who were still stunned by the venomous biting that Despite My Deepest Fear did. The Morning After are one of those bands that you either love them or you drastically hate them, but in this instance the crowd loved them and within good reason. They composed ballsy rock with the essential twang of Motorhead-esque speed and flaunt-like stance, albeit without the leather and Jack Daniels. For the fans getting into rock and metal, this is a perfect example of the modern version. Take heed because this band will go far and so with tonight's performance almost bringing back the Romans from the dead, they can only get better.
^ Ben Symons tried to imagine Angela Gossow but realised it was a statue of an angel
_ Performing in the style of Groove / Thrash Metalcore, Reading-based lieutenants Malefice come on full throttle with testosterone levels raging beyond maximum level and sweat dripping from every orifice found in this quintet ensemble. Taking on the debris left by the previous two bands, Malefice obliterated the place, moshpits pursued as predicted and the dead came alive in this church-turned venue. Riff after raucous riff, Malefice sliced open and pierced the dank atmosphere with enough panache to create a new dimensional meaning to the term 'party animal', through the exquisitely executed 'Lamb of God' style breakdown, the boys from Berkshire mimicked the brutality of a V12 engine, powering themselves through a maze and out into the newer territories, no wonder they were given a restraining order. Carrying ten ton balls and a million (plus one) reasons to be included in the 2012 New Wave of British Heavy Metal.
< Marc Halls insisted we all came together to sing 'Kumbaya'.
On the eve that legendary Chelmsfordian quintet Fei Comodo were playing their last ever Essex gig due to their splitting-up this year, they sure went out with a bang. Fusing the elements found around this holy place and the persistance of the crowd wanting more and more music, this was a grand ole send-off. Maxing out the sensationalisation of the collaboration of five intellectual musicians was just the prologue to this momentous performance. How on earth Essex will cope without them remains a question but ironically enough they seemed to have gone off the radar with a short blip, but by far was this in a league of its own, compared to the monstrosity conjured up at this brilliant gig. Fei Comodo proved that it does not matter that they are splitting up, but what matters most is that this scene continues spewing out more and more talents to lead Essex forward, but for now its curtains closed, time to move on, but for Fei Comodo 'the show must go on'.
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