From the visceral, strobe-drenched opening salvos of Diesect to the gritty, unwavering dedication of Great American Ghost, the evening was a masterclass in raw stage presence. We caught Miss May I ushering in a surgical new era of melodic riffs and soaring choruses, while Japan’s Crystal Lake closed the night by transforming the room into a high-octane war zone of technical deathcore. The crowds might be smaller, but the connection, the sweat, and the sheer volume are more piercing than ever.
Photos: Peterson Marti
Photos: Peterson Marti
Photos: Peterson Marti
Photos: Peterson Marti