Concert Reviews

Imminence Turns House of Blues into a Cinematic Battlefield with LANDMVRKS and JILUKA

by The Metalverse

Updated March 31, 2025

ORLANDO, FL – March 28th, 2025 – There are concerts that entertain, and then there are concerts that consume you, spit you out, and leave you questioning everything you thought you knew about live music. Imminence didn’t just put on a show at House of Blues—they orchestrated an experience, a sonic and visual assault that will linger in the bones of every person who bore witness.

The venue was packed, buzzing with anticipation, bodies pressed shoulder to shoulder in a restless sea of black band tees and eager faces. Then—darkness. Silence, for just a breath. And then—detonation. The roar of the crowd thundered through the room as strobes exploded in time with the first brutal notes of “Paralyzed.” Eddie Berg stood stage right, silhouetted against the blinding flashes, gripping the mic with both hands before launching into a scream that ripped through the venue like a shockwave. The room erupted.

From that moment on, we were prisoners of the moment, held captive by a performance so immersive it felt like stepping into another dimension. Imminence’s live sound is something beyond tight—it’s visceral, raw, and yet meticulously controlled. Berg’s vocals teetered between delicate and devastating—haunting melody one moment, furious growl the next. His violin work wove through the chaos like a phantom, elevating their already massive sound into something cinematic, otherworldly.

And the stage production? A feast for the senses. Shifting lights bathed the band in deep blues and fiery reds, flickering in perfect synchronization with every pulse-pounding breakdown. Fog curled around their feet, rolling across the stage like smoke from a battlefield, while massive LED visuals loomed behind them, morphing and twisting with the ebb and flow of their set. This wasn’t just a concert—it was a spectacle.

But before Imminence claimed the night, two powerhouse acts ensured there was no easing into the chaos.

JILUKA—oh, JILUKA.

Pictured: Jiluka (Photos by Warped Media)

If there was one band that blindsided the entire crowd, it was them. The Japanese metalcore juggernauts hit the stage with an energy so unhinged, it felt like a controlled explosion. Clad in their signature cyber-goth, visual kei-inspired aesthetic, they stormed the stage with a blistering assault of intricate riffs, relentless drumming, and vocals that seemed to defy human capability. One minute, frontman Ricko was unleashing guttural growls straight from the abyss; the next, he was belting out eerie, operatic highs that sent chills racing down the spine. The crowd didn’t know what hit them—but by the end of their set, they knew one thing for sure: JILUKA had just left an indelible mark.

LANDMVRKS

Then came LANDMVRKS, and if JILUKA caught us off guard, LANDMVRKS made sure we stayed on edge. The French metalcore phenoms wasted no time turning the pit into a war zone. Their set was relentless—a mix of pounding breakdowns, razor-sharp riffs, and anthemic choruses that had the entire venue screaming every word back at them. When “Lost in a Wave” hit, the floor became a living, breathing entity, moving as one under the sheer force of their sound. Florent Salfati’s vocals were pure fire—every scream and lyric dripping with intensity as he stalked the stage like a man possessed.

Imminence

But it was Imminence who owned the night.

From the soaring, emotionally charged Heaven in Hiding to the skull-crushing weight of Chasing Shadows, the setlist was a masterclass in tension and release—beauty and brutality. Every note was carefully placed, every moment crafted to hit with maximum impact. The crowd was fully locked in, completely absorbed—singing, screaming, moving like a single organism under Imminence’s command.

And just when it felt like the night had reached its peak, the lights cut out. Silence. The final echoes of distortion faded, and for a moment, it seemed like it was over.

Then—the chant.

“One more song! One more song!”

And Imminence? They delivered.

The opening notes of The Black sent the room into hysteria—a final, triumphant release of everything left inside us. It was heavy, haunting, and cinematic, a perfect ending to a night that already felt legendary.

Some shows fade into memory the moment you step outside. Others burrow into your soul, leaving you permanently altered.

This? This was the latter.

Imminence didn’t just play a concert. They orchestrated an experience—one we’ll be chasing for the rest of our lives.

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