Connecticut grown Hatebreed, equipped with their perfected ritual of aggression, rode onto Los Angeles to lay waste to The Echoplex with a night of euphony, liberation and headbanging.
9 days fresh into a tour celebrating their most recent album The Concrete Confessional, this was the second Southern California stop of the 25 day journey.
With 11 records worth of material under their belts, Hatebreed came strong with a heavy mixture of old and new cuts from their 22-year existence that noticeably pleased the rabid attendees and kept the energy levels at a zenith.
Frontman @JameyJasta enjoying a brief moment of calm before returning to the mic and unleashing the storm.
Hatebreed veteran, Chris Beattie, holding it down on "stage right" with his signature Jackson Bass.
As expected, the mosh pit was fully active.
"I'll tell you, stage dives make me feel more alive than coded messages in slowed down songs..." -- Gorilla Biscuits
It would be an understatement to say the triumph, appreciation and unity was simply present within the four walls of the Echoplex that night.
Photos by Adam Stanzak of Drastic.
