The Montreal metal scene was ablaze with anticipation as Death to All descended upon the city for two consecutive nights, promising unforgettable performances dedicated to classic albums. Opting for the second night, I eagerly anticipated immersing myself in the sonic onslaught of “Symbolic” and “The Sound of Perseverance,” two albums that have been in constant rotation in my life for twenty years.
Before the main event, local stalwarts Cryptopsy took to the stage, igniting a fire within me that had long lain dormant. Having witnessed their ferocious live performances in the early 2000s, seeing them again felt like reconnecting with an old friend after years apart. Their setlist was a thrilling mix of nostalgia and innovation, seamlessly blending beloved classics from “None So Vile” and “Blasphemy Made Flesh” with newer tracks from “As Gomorrah Burns.”
Drummer Flo’s performance was nothing short of mesmerizing. His lightning-fast fills and relentless double bass assaults served as a reminder of why he’s considered one of the best in the world. Cryptopsy’s commanding stage presence and unwavering intensity left the sold-out crowd in awe, setting the stage perfectly for what was to come.
As Death to All took their positions, a hushed reverence fell over the venue, a collective acknowledgment of the profound impact that Chuck Schuldiner’s music had on the metal world. With an all-star lineup featuring the likes of Steve DiGiorgio, Gene Hoglan, and Bobby Koelble, the stage was set for a night of pure metal bliss.
From the opening notes of “The Philosopher” to the closing chords of “Crystal Mountain,” Death to All delivered a performance that transcended mere tribute. Each song was imbued with a palpable sense of passion and reverence, a testament to Schuldiner’s enduring legacy and the profound influence he continues to exert on metal musicians and fans alike.
The crowd erupted into a frenzy, moshing and crowd-surfing with reckless abandon as they sang along to every word. Yet, amidst the chaos, there was a profound sense of unity, a shared bond forged through a love of music that defied boundaries and transcended generations.
As the final notes faded into the night, I found myself overcome with a sense of gratitude. Grateful for the opportunity to witness such a momentous occasion. Without Death to All, I may never have had the chance to experience these legendary songs live, a thought that filled me with both joy and melancholy.
As I made my way out of the venue, the echoes of “Crystal Mountain” still ringing in my ears, I couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of satisfaction. For in that moment, surrounded by fellow metalheads, I knew that I had been part of something truly special, a celebration of life, death, and everything in between.
Review – Jason Maher
