THE ARCH, BRIGHTON
As the sun sets, the party starts on the south coast. kick off tonight’s festivities andwith frightening brutality, frontman Alexander Jones’ Cheshire Cat-like joy is infectious. Hardcore crew swiftly follow and Sami Kaiser paces the tiny stage like a caged bear, while the rest of the band stomp through their raucous arsenal. Their future is brighter than the lightbox that bears their name. For more than 20 years, party-starters have been penning crossover thrash songs to mosh like hell to, and the likes of and turn the crowd into a mass of flailing limbs. Frontman Tony Foresta oozes charisma, while Nick Poulos looks every inch a glam rock superstar, his long locks blowing in an unseen wind machine while he lashes out riff after riff.
