Hildamay @ The Walk About, Bromley by Ben Spencer

I found myself waiting patiently for the members of Hildamay to assemble on stage. They appeared to be a bunch of guys with skinny jeans and long fringes swept across they’re faces. The anticipating crowd were welcomed with some fast and furious finger tapping from the guitarist Richard Ostrowski, which led into a chaotic drum solo.
This roped in perfectly to the first song ‘Lie Or A Secret’: a fast and thrash driven song that will conjure up any mosh pit. Fast paced guitars and brutal drumming were consistent for the first minute and a half before reaching its ambient mid section accompanied with Josh’s Brandon Boyd vocals.

I felt chills going down my spine as the high notes he was reaching were aligned flawlessly with the melodic delicacy of the instruments. These guys really surpassed anything I had thought prior to playing! This jaw dropping display of musicianship sent me crashing back down from a great height with the brutal assault of drumming and shrieking vocals from Josh. It felt as though they were reminding me of the laws of gravity!!


What separates Hildamay from their contemporaries in my eyes is their ability to weave in complexity while maintaining a solid groove in the song writing process. This would appear more applicable to the itunes single ‘Pearls and Diamonds’ as I found myself wanting to dance along with several fans that had already taken the initiative to do so. I found myself caught of guard again when the chorus entered heavier territory.

The crowd mirrored the bands transitions with mosh pits in the heavier moments, dancing in the funkier sections and several fans were singing along to the chorus of ‘Lost At Sea’.

Hildamay’s set reached its closure with the seven minute epic ‘Caught In Crossfire’. I always tell myself at every gig I go to there is a song like no other, a song that will make everyone go crazy and the song that everyone wants to hear: this was that song. This is by far the most encompassing piece of music written by Hildamay as the musicians shift and slide into different transitions before entering a tribal drum solo.

I knew that something was building up and so did everyone else as the guitarists intervened propelling these guys into a soaring post-rock outro taking the already euphoric fans, myself being one of them, with them. A stage dive from Josh into the raised fans arms was the perfect ending to the set, validating the unity between these guys and their following and I have to admit I also felt sucked in by it.

Hildamay surpassed my expectations and are truly craftsman worthy of their trade. A band that rebukes being categorised in their pursuit of shaping a sound the way they see fit.