Venue: Annex Wreckroom
Written by: Kirsti Heitz
Glen Benton- Lead vocals/ bass
Steve Asheim- Drums
Jack Owen- Guitars
Kevin Quirion- Guitars
Label: Century Media Records
Angel Ochoa- Vocals
Label: Unique Leader Records
Damian Leski- Vocals
Jeremy Wagner - Guitars
Shaun Glass - Bass
Chuck Wepfer - Guitars
Mike Miczek - Drums
Label: Century Media Records
Rob "The Witch" - Vocals / Guitars
Armaros - Bass
Rick - Drums
Label: Season of Mist Records
The “No Salvation Tour 2013” descended upon the Annex Wreckroom in Toronto early on in their North American Tour. By the mere mention of headliners Deicide and Broken Hope, not to mention the combination of openers Disgorge and Necronomicon, fans knew that this was a night to throw down to say the least. Shows at the Wreckroom have a bad tendency to only half fill up with by standing fans and maybe the odd headbanger. But this night metal fans lined the bars and crowded the merch stands, filling the Wreckroom with moshers.
Necronomicon began the night of Death metal with a distinct Black Metal vibe. Corpse paint, body armour and long manes flying, Necronomicon had some really good tracks that brought straggling fans in for a closer look. They fell right into their roles and didn’t crack a smile throughout their set. I’m a big fan of the Black Metal “look” and found myself admiring Necronomicon’s attention to detail. Sadly there isn't a whole lot you can do to revamp Corpse Paint and I found their masks and armour to be a little too similar to that of Behemoth’s and many other Black Metal bands. Fashion choices aside, their music was enticing enough to make me want to give them a second listen and their stage presence stopped me in my tracks.
Throwing aside their shirts and tightening their abs, Disgorge stormed the stage to a heartbeat intro that quickly turned into blast beats and goregrind growls. Maybe I’ve been watching too much Game of Thrones lately but all I could think of when vocalist Angel Ochoa took the stage was “Holy shit, that’s Kahl Drogo.” Ricky Myers is a complete beast on the drums as he drummed blast beats faster than I can blink. Songs like “Cranial Impalement” had a little too much going on for me to really enjoy but then they brought forth that well rounded death metal sound with “Womb Full of Scabs.”
After ten years of standing by, Broken Hope has resurfaced with a new line up and an album release (“Omen of Disease”).
After Disgorge, Broken Hope seemed almost like easy listening and quickly became a favourite amongst the crowd thanks to their heavy yet grooving sound. They were the first to make an effort to connect with the crowd and the result was headbanging chaos to new songs like “The Docking Dead” and fans screaming song titles. Personally, I loved how this new line up played older songs like “Swamped in Gore.” Herds of people slowly converged around the stage and moved to Broken Hope’s intoxicating beats. Whether people were headbanging, grooving, throwing down or simply watching, fans were loving what Broken Hope had to give.
You can tell when a headliner is up next because people are shitty drunk at this point and crowding the stage when they could instead go for a smoke. The legendary Deicide slowly and apathetically took the stage. A word or two later and they thundered into “Homage for Satan.” Vocalist Glen Benton was a sight to see as he roared into the mic, eyes raised to the roof with his famous inverted cross above his brow and hands moving automatically over his bass. Deicide rocks the heavy death metal sound with an old school touch that fans eat up.
Deicide’s initial response to their fans was apathetic and cold, leading me to believe all the rumours that you simply don’t mess with this band. But after a few songs Glen Benton started cracking a smile here and there and then the jokes began. From ragging on a chick that for some reason was squatting on the stage to telling everyone to “shut the fuck up” with a sly grin as they cheered on, Benton had the crowd roaring with laughter. His dark humour and expletive comments in his deep ragged voice made fans beg for more mistreatment.
The moshpit had started off as a “boys will be boys” pit but got heavier when Deicide played “Conviction.” Human missiles were being thrown across the pit and head first into the crowd. Dudes that resembled tanks would literally lift moshers off their feet and throw them. Of course I have the bright idea of standing at the edge of the pit and refusing to move even though I was getting thrown back a meter at a time. However a tank of a mosher impressed Benton getting the song “Desecration” dedicated to him. Shit just went down after that with moshers grappling each other so that it looked more like a WWE showdown than a moshpit.
For their last song Benton gave the audience the choice between the tracks “Deicide” and “Kill The Christian.” Fans went crazy for the latter choice to which Benton replied with a chuckle, “you evil mother fuckers.” The one good thing about the Wreckroom is that there is only one way in, and one way out. With the tour buses right in front of the venue many fans topped off their night with a quick hello to their favourite bands to conclude a pretty sick night.