And since their formation in 2008, Power Trip have been winning fans the old fashioned way. No gimmicks, no social media stunts, just touring and playing, solidifying their place in the underground before bursting over the top in 2017 with Nightmare Logic. Riley’s vocal performance was integral to all of that. Thrash hasn’t felt like a big deal for over a decade, but his barbarous tone, hooky lyrics and vicious gnashing of teeth set the Texan crossover merchants apart from the pack. Rather than rehashing old stereotypes, they took the influence of the Big Four, added some love for Obituary and Cannibal Corpse, and were taking the genre into new places – bridging the gap between hardcore and metal in the process.
But despite all the attention he was getting, it never went to his head, recognising the cyclical nature of music and temporal nature of art, and the unnecessary competitive pressure placed on bands.
“When I talk to people from labels or magazines, it comes down to us, Turnstile or Code Orange, and they always say, ‘One of you is gonna save the music industry!’ That idealism really gets under my skin, because I don’t see why it ever has to be one band,” Riley told Kerrang!.
“Those kinds of hyperbolic saviour adjectives become hurtful to some bands. It puts a lot of pressure on them to be something that they never intended to be. And it sucks, because it ultimately makes criticism easier if you don’t live up to that hype. I don’t want fans to be influenced into thinking that way. I don’t want some band to feel like they can’t enter this place, because the industry is like, ‘Don’t start a thrash band because Power Trip have that market cornered.’ If all our bands ended tomorrow, music would be fine. Other great bands would take our place. I don’t see some rapture of music if we don’t have the second coming of Metal Christ, y’know?”
And while he might not be the Messiah, there was always something soul-affirming about watching Riley at work. An early start on the main stage at Bloodstock is an unenviable position to be in, coming against a hungover rabble of metalheads who should probably be in bed, but within a matter of moments the black T-shirted horde were putty in Power Trip’s hands. The power and confidence Riley possessed was infectious, hurling himself around the stage in Slayer sweatpants before later throwing himself into the crowd, they put on one of the best sets of the weekend – no small feat, considering Gojira headlined that evening.