Live Review: Every Time I Die, Bayharbour, The Fevered

The Fevered start and finish earlier than scheduled, meaning their abrasive hardcore is attacking a relatively empty Hi-Fi. It's a shame – the Brissie crew are a cut above the standard quality of supports, and given a larger slot they could've levelled the place.

With their frontman Josh taking his moves from the Greg Puciato school of intimidation, Bayharbour are in our faces straight away. The new vocalist gets one foot on the monitor and a hand on his leg; he's then in the crowd and working the pit, all the while maintaining his ferocious roar. The youngster is active and seems to be a natural fit for the technical metalcore that's being created around him. Nat Patterson is great to watch too. The drummer is nonchalant with his rhythms in the middle, but when given space he provides some killer fills that keep you guessing, complementing the sharp riffs nicely.

Reacquainting themselves through a blast of sonic chaos, Every Time I Die go into face-peeling mode immediately. A trim, verging on gaunt Keith Buckley counts in Underwater Bimbos From Outer Space with that arresting verse, “I want to be dead with my friends”, and the Buffalo metalcore heavyweights explode around him, tearing into the opener and quick-fire follow-up Holy Book Of Dilemma at a manic pace, before getting the swarming pit bouncing with No Son Of Mine, complete with a sped-up midsection that slays. Andy Williams roams the stage like a herculean monster in plaid – almost cartoonish in his muscly size – and transforms his guitar into a six-string toy, while Keith's brother Jordan is wheeling out every conceivable rock move you could conjure up, delivering high kicks and star jumps one moment, slicing his palm across the frets the next. The energy levels on stage are frighteningly high, which only adds additional danger to songs like The New Black and Partying Is Such Sweet Sorrow, and when Keith starts-stops-then-starts Bored Stiff to incite a volatile circle pit, there's actual blood on the dancefloor.

The engine room of bassist Stephen Micciche and drummer Ryan Leger are in fine form also, and they push the playing envelope during Wanderlust. However, it's the axe battle of Williams and Jordan that's ruling tonight, especially when they're playing one-handed in unison, complete with middle fingers and rock horns raised. They lead a driving We'rewolf as it's rolled into Indian Giver, and the entire quintet somehow drop the tempo back while making the noise thicker and more dark, before Kill The Music blows the roof off, concluding yet another killer Every Time I Die party in the West End.