Arriving at the venue at the scheduled start time I find an empty hall, only to find that all four bands have been delayed on their ferry from Europe, but the show should start at 9pm. That seemed a little keen if they were to fit all four bands in before curfew, but I hadn't taken into account that not one of the bands on this bill fuck about.  Welcome to Noise and Brutality Central.

Openers, Nashville's A Plea For Purging, initially fall foul of the obvious lack of set-up and sound check time but soon hit their stride with their chunky, energetic deathcore. Fronted by Gaz E. lookalike Andy "Dozer" Atkins they power their way through a brief set to a fairly decent response, at least for a London opening slot.

Salt The Wound crank the brutality and technical level up quite a few notches. Being from Cleveland there are traces of good old Clevo hardcore mixed in with their screamo/mathcore/deathcore outpourings. Again, brevity and huge amounts of energy abound, sometimes bordering on grindcore standards, but it's all good shit. It would appear that this is their last ever tour and, if so, they seem intent on going out on a high.

After the promise of the opening duo, Arsonists Get All The Girls absolutely fucking explode onto the stage. Cleverly incorporating keyboards and synths into their noisecore/mathcore sound gives their sound an amazing dimension and edge and sure enough they manage to fire up easily the best crowd reaction of the night. Frontman Jared Monette screams his fucking heart out (copyright Tom Araya 1985), whilst guitarists Arthur Alvarez and Jaeson Bardoni rip out some amazing riffs that certainly gets the crowd going. Fucking choice.

And so to War From A Harlot's Mouth. Having got quite a name for themselves in recent times they really are Germany's answer to Converge. Crushingly heavy, exuding more energy than the national grid, they hit fucking hard. Frontman Nico just doesn't stop and it's hard not to compare him to a certain Mr Bannon. Their music really does have quite a crusty edge to it as well, particularly when they really start ripping out some of their breakdowns. Drawing heavily on their recent records 'Transmetropolitan' and 'In Shoals', they leave the shell-shocked crowd to wander into the Camden wondering "How the fuck can you fit four bands into two hours?" - fucking easy.