Whitechapel were slotted to play the appropriately named Apocalypse Stage, but play around they didn't. The performance took place in a clearing, surrounded by trees that enclosed the crushing sounds, which first took to the sky before crashing down to the ground under their own monstrous weight. Yes, Whitechapel were heavy — very heavy. From more groove-oriented tracks such as "The Saw Is the Law" and "Possession" to deathcore diatribes "Vicer Exciser" and "Mono," Whitechapel made good on their promise to render audiences "fucked and left for dead."
The problem of "Our Endless War" was lessened by the confidence displayed by drill sergeant Phil Bozeman, whose rapid-fire growls matched the groups low-end without sacrificing any clarity. He's one of the best frontmen in metal and is backed by five others who ensured they filled out the stage well.
Not even a slight blip, caused by a seemingly erroneously triggered sample, could take much away from their impressive performance. Once "I, Dementia" came in after the false start, it was as if the titular condition took over, wiping the memory of anything less than a killer performance away.