The first thing that I learned about going to a show at the Veterans Memorial Hall was that you have to go in through the side and down into the under belly of the place. Or else you'll enter in through the front and almost accidentally crash a serious class. Not so kosher.
The main thing about this event was that the music performed by all bands was genuinely good punk and thrash music. The only problem was that there were so few who attended it was difficult to get a good atmosphere for a hardcore show. Everyone was so calm, so sober. The good news: no one got hurt. Bad news: the mosh pit got a 2 out of 10. But I haven't been in a pit since March 17th of 2013 so I enjoyed it anyway.
The opening act, Mean and Yucky, was a two-piece guitar and drums band. This was only because their bassist was not playing that night but did however, show up at the event, later riding his skateboard around in the pit. Mean and Yucky played music that I believed to be heavily reminiscent of The Dead Kennedy's. Their songs seemed to last about 30 seconds, leaving the crowd to shout "SEVENTEEN MORE SONGS!" I would have loved to hear them do a cover of "I Kill Children." Their drum kit was beautiful to look at, but I'd really like to hear some longer songs from them. And more. The frontwoman had the right attitude and voice. About 20% hearing loss after Mean and Yucky.
The next band was Death Crush. At this point the small crowd gathered around wanted a mosh pit almost as bad as I need to use the bathroom every thirty minutes (I either have OBS or hypochondria, the point is I need Big Pharma to save me.) Their lead guitarist was bloody good and both the drummer and guitarist were showing off their best skills that night. The singer for some reason was reading all of the lyrics off of a leather-bound journal. The bassist was feeling the music the most that night, often screaming for no reason into nothingness. I didn't know how to tell him that we couldn't hear him. He later politely grabbed the mic from the singer and screamed into it. I had 50% hearing loss after Death Crush.
The best song Death Crush played was I Look Like An Animal." The speedy drummer was able to actually keep up and the final band, Dullahan, said that they had played with Death Crush four times before and that was the best that they had sounded. Good on them, but they were about 500000000 times louder than they needed to be. Not that I didn't like it.
I later talked to the polite bassist who said, "I like it when people genuinely enjoy the music." I do too, and I did genuinely enjoy myself.
The closing act, Dullahan, was the best of the night. I only caught a bit of their act because I had to schlep off at about nine o'clock. I can only report so much but they did host the first mosh pit of the night. The genuine enjoyment that Dullahan had on stage - for the music and what they did, was brought put to the crowd. They had fun, so reflectively, we were having fun. The mosh pit broke out when five people in the audience began running around and pushing and shoving people. The pits were all short lived but fun anyway. Only 25% of the crowd participated. Everyone else hung back.
It is easy to headbang, my friends, all you have to do is have long hair and want to break things. Headbangers and screamers welcome here. You are safe. You are accepted. Do not fear the shirtless guy with the beard down to his nipples, he's just here for the music like you are. If you wish not to headbang or participate in the intimacy of a mosh pit, I suggest you hide all of your hair, wear dangly earrings, claim recent neck injury, and paint you chest with the words "IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TELL THE EMTS I HAVE A MORPHINE ALLERGY."
All in all: Everything is punk rock and my ears hurt. I would do it again.
Re: “No Brainer, Dullahan”
The first thing that I learned about going to a show at the Veterans Memorial Hall was that you have to go in through the side and down into the under belly of the place. Or else you'll enter in through the front and almost accidentally crash a serious class. Not so kosher.
The main thing about this event was that the music performed by all bands was genuinely good punk and thrash music. The only problem was that there were so few who attended it was difficult to get a good atmosphere for a hardcore show. Everyone was so calm, so sober. The good news: no one got hurt. Bad news: the mosh pit got a 2 out of 10. But I haven't been in a pit since March 17th of 2013 so I enjoyed it anyway.
The opening act, Mean and Yucky, was a two-piece guitar and drums band. This was only because their bassist was not playing that night but did however, show up at the event, later riding his skateboard around in the pit. Mean and Yucky played music that I believed to be heavily reminiscent of The Dead Kennedy's. Their songs seemed to last about 30 seconds, leaving the crowd to shout "SEVENTEEN MORE SONGS!" I would have loved to hear them do a cover of "I Kill Children." Their drum kit was beautiful to look at, but I'd really like to hear some longer songs from them. And more. The frontwoman had the right attitude and voice. About 20% hearing loss after Mean and Yucky.
The next band was Death Crush. At this point the small crowd gathered around wanted a mosh pit almost as bad as I need to use the bathroom every thirty minutes (I either have OBS or hypochondria, the point is I need Big Pharma to save me.) Their lead guitarist was bloody good and both the drummer and guitarist were showing off their best skills that night. The singer for some reason was reading all of the lyrics off of a leather-bound journal. The bassist was feeling the music the most that night, often screaming for no reason into nothingness. I didn't know how to tell him that we couldn't hear him. He later politely grabbed the mic from the singer and screamed into it. I had 50% hearing loss after Death Crush.
The best song Death Crush played was I Look Like An Animal." The speedy drummer was able to actually keep up and the final band, Dullahan, said that they had played with Death Crush four times before and that was the best that they had sounded. Good on them, but they were about 500000000 times louder than they needed to be. Not that I didn't like it.
I later talked to the polite bassist who said, "I like it when people genuinely enjoy the music." I do too, and I did genuinely enjoy myself.
The closing act, Dullahan, was the best of the night. I only caught a bit of their act because I had to schlep off at about nine o'clock. I can only report so much but they did host the first mosh pit of the night. The genuine enjoyment that Dullahan had on stage - for the music and what they did, was brought put to the crowd. They had fun, so reflectively, we were having fun. The mosh pit broke out when five people in the audience began running around and pushing and shoving people. The pits were all short lived but fun anyway. Only 25% of the crowd participated. Everyone else hung back.
It is easy to headbang, my friends, all you have to do is have long hair and want to break things. Headbangers and screamers welcome here. You are safe. You are accepted. Do not fear the shirtless guy with the beard down to his nipples, he's just here for the music like you are. If you wish not to headbang or participate in the intimacy of a mosh pit, I suggest you hide all of your hair, wear dangly earrings, claim recent neck injury, and paint you chest with the words "IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TELL THE EMTS I HAVE A MORPHINE ALLERGY."
All in all: Everything is punk rock and my ears hurt. I would do it again.