Once again, it was time to pay homage to the gods of the Toronto brutal musick scene, our very own Mundane. This being something  like the tenth time that I would see these maniacs live, let me assure you that my excitement was present, and in full force.
As with all shows at the Rivoli, no matter how many people  turn out, the venue seems packed to the teeth, my best guess would put the amount of people present at a maximum of two hundred; scarce no doubt to European standards, but for a Toronto show, it's  about  180  more people than you'd expect to show up.
The first band to take the stage was Ichor, a  band  clouded  in mystery of whom I had yet to hear a sampling of music. All I knew was that they were an industrial/ambient hybrid.  As  the  band  unfolded their first song, all that was present on  stage  was  one  man,  two floor toms and a mic which was not used excessively. Then after about two minutes of background ambience and tribal beatings, a second  man emerged to take hold of another  set  of  two  mid-toms.  The  tribal beating now doubled in intensity, but nothing else changed except the occasional highly distorted mumbling into the microphone. After about two songs, a third man took the stage,  and  began  beating  on  what seemed to me at first as a pair of stage lights. They  were  in  fact some kind of metal drum set that gave off  a  very  annoying,  shrill metallic sound. This man seemed to be the jack of all trades  in  the band, for as the beating of the drums continued endlessly,  this  man played the metal drums, took up bass guitar, tried his  hand  at  the keys and even put his lips to a trumpet! Ichor's set was  interesting to say the least, but I could not see them ever headlining a show and playing for more than thirty minutes.
Next to assault the masses was Mundane. As per usual I  took  up my spot of choice, front row centre, and  got  ready  to  receive  an injection of pure insanity. The band started their set  with  a  song taken from their stash of  new  material  (which  has  not  yet  been released, goddamnit!) and I could safely say gave the crowd, composed mainly of industrial and gothic types, a shock and a half. Next  came an old classic from their debut album, _Seed_, entitled "Killing  for Forgiveness". Their set continued for  approximately  half  an  hour, with the  energy  level  only  becoming  stronger  and  stronger.  My particular favorites this time around were the classic "What's Left?" and their newest 'hit,' "Drowning  In  The  Mainstream".  Sound-wise, this was probably the best I've seen Mundane, although  according  to drummer Scott, "This was our lazy show." One peeve  I  had  was  with Vitor's (vocals/percussion) decision to keep the lights on him  at  a minimum, denying people  in  the  far  recesses  of  the  venue  from witnessing his unique stage presence.
Finally the time came for the  band  that  most  of  the  venue, excluding myself, came to see: DHI (ie: Death and  Horror  Inc.)  For me, the jewel of the night had come and gone, but nevertheless,  I've been interested in  catching  DHI  live  since  hearing  their  album _Pressures Collide_. Before the set, the stage was jacked up  to  the max. A plethora of lights were installed, smoke machines readied  and finally, the time came for the  band  to  take  its  place.  Although Adrian complained about DHI's similarities to NIN, I  being  the  NIN ignorant person that I am,  thought  their  sound  was  particularily heavy and experimental in the same breath. The  one  aspect  of  this band that I thoroughly enjoyed was their use of an  electric  violin, played by a stunning female goth. The violin created the most amazing atmosphere that is impossible to relate in words; suffice it  to  say that the sounds evoked from the violin gave  me  chills  that  echoed right to the soul.
Although circumstances prevented my staying for the  entire  DHI set, I would definitely see them again. In fact, this  show  probably ranks up there as one of my favorite small venue concerts in  a  long time.