“Bring it in, bring it in,” demand Code Orange at the curtain drop of their set. Winding the audience tighter, the band explode and the crowd follows suit. Setting off a chain reaction, they crash from destruction to anarchy, building up jagged walls of noise for the audience to climb as they go. Ominous moments of calm and an undeniable sway of rhythm makes way for guttural screams. This shattered combination cuts through the tent; Code Orange are precise with their hacking hardcore. “For heavy music” they cry before the stop-start apocalypse of “I Am King”. For thirty minutes, Code Orange reign.
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