That’s a massive shame for so many bands in the rock and metal scene – but especially for Bury Tomorrow, because they’re probably one of the brightest hopes British metal has had in years. And because they totally slay.
At Slam Dunk festival, they opened with ‘The Eternal’, and as always, it’s razor sharp and heavy as hell – and there’s a sizeable crowd too, who – encouragingly – chose to watch these Southampton bruisers over Mad Caddies instead (that’s the right choice, pals.) As they belt through hits from their past three albums the crowd visibly swells – primarily because singer Dani Winter-Bates is twice as ferocious and commanding as his affable demeanour suggests. He takes any moments he can to address the crowd in a heart-felt way which could be seen as contrived, but his earnestness is so refreshing in a genre full of egos and style over substance.
They do divide opinion though. Jibes of being a ‘metalcore boyband’ are routinely bandied around, but Bury Tomorrow have always had the hooks to back it up. ‘Lionheart’ roars through the speakers, and like its moniker suggests is instinctive and guttural roaring noise at its best.
As they tear through the brutal ‘Honourable Reign’ and ‘Knight Life’ from 2012’s ‘Union of Crowns’ (it’s epic, check it out) they deliver both with note-perfect aplomb. But the one thing that jars at times are Jason Cameron’s slightly sickly sweet vocals. Though he’s got a great voice, his sweeter vocals offer a respite from the noise (namely Winter-Bates’s roars) which just isn’t needed. They do heavy really, really well – and that’s what everyone wants from them.
As they leave the stage there’s a sense that their next move will be pivotal. Their sound is great, they’re technically very proficient but metalcore does get a tad, well, samey. And if they don’t evolve they’ll end up dropping further down the festival bills as time goes by, rather than climbing towards the top which is what they deserve. My hopes? For a much heavier 5th album, that steps into it’s ferocity rather than fading into poppy disrepute like the likes of BMTH.
The future of British metal is Bury Tomorrow’s for the taking – they’ve just got to grab it.