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The Pretty Reckless Concert Review

Pretty Reckless Concert Review at HOB Orlando

Photo: Andrew Lipovsky
Photo: Andrew Lipovsky

The hottest band in rock ‘n roll came to Orlando over the weekend and delivered a fantastic show.

The venue was the House of Blues, in the heart of the recently rebranded Disney Springs. I arrived as the sun went down and though the line of The Pretty Reckless fans wrapped around the building, I was pleasantly surprised at how quickly myself and the other concertgoers made it inside. I have to give credit to the HOB staff for being super-efficient and always friendly.

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Getting Social with Anthony Green

Amthony Green Show Review

Anthony Green at The Social - Photo: Ronni VillanuevaAnthony Green at The Social - Photo: Ronni Villanueva
Anthony Green at The Social – Photo: Ronni Villanueva

If you weren’t at the Anthony Green show this weekend, you sure missed one hell of an entertaining night. On his current tour for his freshly released album, Pixie Queen, Green made a stop at Orlando’s The Social. It was a night of pure fun, singing your heart out, and celebration.

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A Night Filled with Hi-Fi Fun and Great Lo-Fi Melodies

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On Tuesday, I had the pleasure of seeing two exciting bands at Will’s Pub. Crowd pleasers to the sold out show were Teen Suicide and Elvis Depressedly. I was not overly familiar with the music of either band previously, so my ears were in for a new treat.

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Disturbed Dominates Day 1 of Rockville

The RARA’s Farm team decided to divide and conquer this year’s two day Welcome To Rockville festival and I have to think we had the more melodic day, as we enjoyed a magnificent Saturday of excellent rock ‘n roll at the newly configured Metropolitan Park.

Escape The Fate at Welcome To Rockville
Escape The Fate at Welcome To Rockville

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Torche Concert Review

Torche has restored my faith in rock music.

I have been very vocal about how much I like Torche. They raised the bar again when they recently played the New World Brewery in Tampa. Torche is hands down one of the best live shows around, and they prove time and time again why they should be closer to the top of the pantheon of the current metal scene.

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The Maine Concert Review

John O'Callaghan of The Maine at The Beacham in Orlando
John O’Callaghan of The Maine at The Beacham in Orlando

 

Orlando Hosts Rousing Conclusion to The American Candy Tour

Florida often serves as the first stop on American tours for a plethora of artists. It’s rare that we have the opportunity to see a well honed, energetic conclusion to a tour, but as we saw last night at The Beacham, they can be nights to remember. The Maine threw a little party to honor the occasion with 1,000 or so of their closest Orlando friends.

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The Phoenix-based band wrapped up their Spring American Candy tour with an entertaining night full of surprises as they played to a packed house at The Beacham. On this night, the three opening bands, The Technicolors, Knuckle Puck and Real Friends were headed home, while the main act headed West to squeeze in a few last shows as they worked their way home to Arizona. But, first one more night of fun for the four acts who truly seemed to be real friends…

The Technicolors kicked off the night with an insanely early 5:40 start time. As a testament to the Orlando fans, the place was already packed as they took the stage. The band drips with potential, and they delivered a nice blend of pop rock and a polished stage show. As a sign of things to come, Kennedy Brock from The Maine came out and jammed with them for a song.

John O'Callaghan of The Maine at The Beacham in Orlando
Real Friend’s Dan Lambton onstage with Knuckle Puck

Chicago’s Knuckle Puck took the stage next and shook things up a bit with a powerful punk-infused set. They quickly had a mosh pit swirling and definitely brought a harder edge to the show. Dan Lambton, frontman for Real Friends, came out and sang a song with the quintet. Their own lead vocalist Joe Taylor flew around the stage and was an entertaining showman.

Real Friends, the third of the opening acts is another Chicago band with melancholy punk tendencies. They settled into a nice groove with a blend of music that was more pop than punk, and the perfect warm up for the headliners. Lambton, decked out in a “Fry Your Brain On The Maine” T-shirt asked the light technician if he could turn on the mirror balls for a ballad. When he complied, every member of all four bands snuck on stage and slow danced together, kicking the party into another gear. Fun stuff.

After a short break, The Maine took the stage to a fervid crowd and immediately jumped into rocking versions of “Miles Away,” “Run” and “Growing Up.” They churned through the three songs as the crowd sang along throughout, before frontman John O’Callaghan chatted with his guests for the first time. He grabbed the mic “Hi, how do you all feel about yourselves?” It started a theme that continued throughout the show, as he frequently checked to make sure everyone was in a good place, and it was clear from the crowd reactions that they were bought in.

John O'callaghan of The Maine
John O’callaghan of The Maine

O’Callaghan seemed to be a more chipper version of himself during the show; at one time offering “I used to be an Emo kid, but I’m not anymore, and I have never been so happy… If you want sadness, listen to Morrissey. There’s enough sadness in The Smiths songs for every fucking person on the whole planet.” And the party was in full swing. The Maine-iacs who filled the venue seem to feel like they’re part of a strong caring family, and in a way they were, with O’Callaghan the caring patriarch.

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The band delivered a fantastic version of “Same Suit, Different Tie,” that was the highlight of the night for me, and for many pleased fans in attendance. The band also dished out a rollicking cover of The Rolling Stones classic “Satisfaction.”

As the show neared its conclusion, O’Callaghan grabbed an acoustic guitar and shared “I had a vodka and orange juice before I played, but I’m not really drunk,” and then led a nice crowd singalong to “Into Your Arms.” He stumbled through the lyrics and quipped “Maybe I had two vodkas and orange juices, oopsies!” Classic stuff!

Members of Real Friends, Knuckle Puck and The Technicolors join The Maine
Members of Real Friends, Knuckle Puck and The Technicolors join The Maine

His longtime musical mate Jared Monaco took over lead vocals for a quick song, and then the stage got quite crowded as all of the band members from across the line-up wrapped the show up in raucous fashion. O’callaghan closed with a classic quote: “Thanks for allowing us to play music, it’s the best fucking job in the world.” Perfectly summed up by a singer and band who seem refreshed and recharged and on top of their craft.

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Fidlar and Metz Tear It Up

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Fidlar Rocks Orlando

I was expecting an aggressive, noisy and powerful night of high energy punk at The Social last night, and I was not disappointed.

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Arriving just before Metz took the stage, my eyes soaked in the scene. I noticed that every single person in the packed house seemed to either have a PBR clenched in their fist, or they sported a bold “X” sharpied onto the back of their hand signifying they were too young to imbibe. As I was a bit older than 99% of the crowd, I slipped over to the bar for my own PBR, hoping I’d blend in a bit – perhaps the bargain-priced crap beer that everyone else was swilling would help me fit in?

With the tall boy in my hand, I slipped over to the stage to snap a few photos of the band from Toronto that I knew precious little about.

Metz is a trio whose music is characterized as “noise rock” by Wikipedia, the only bio I came across as I quickly perused the vast internet. I’m more of a melodic rock fan, but am always open to rock of any genre, as long as it’s played with passion, and on this night, the passion literally poured out of this trio.

Metz had the crowd amped up, led by vocalist Alex Edkins’ vicious howls and head slamming guitar riffs. But, drummer Hayden Menzies stole the show, he was a non-stop maniac delivering freight train drums that had the pit at the Social in a constant state of motion. They delivered a twelve song thirty minute set that left all three band members soaked and the fans happily exhausted.

As the crew set-up for Fidlar, I drifted outside for some fresh air, anxious to see the headliners for the first time. I had heard a bit of their prior music releases, an edgy blend of California skate/surf punk, and had heard they were excellent live. With a name pulled from their mantra “Fuck It Dog Life’s A Risk,” I suspected I was in for a memorable show.

Unfortunately for me, they jumped into their set a full fifteen minutes early, and by the time I got back near the stage, the floor was a frenzied mass of flesh, and I was relegated to a spot deep in the back of the club. Hence the absence of quality photos for this show.

From the first notes of “Stoked And Broke,” the entire floor was immediately transformed into a buzzing mosh pit. The young crowd was instantly 100% bought into their music.

Front man Zac Carper, decked out in a Hawaiian shirt and cut-off board shorts epitomizes the surf/skate culture that Fidlar caters to. He’s the focal point, but the entire band is tight and cohesive and sound like they are in their element playing their hard-edged stuff. Carper shares vocal duties with guitarist Elvis Kuehn, and the distinctive dual vocals added a nice dynamic to their sound.

By the time they slipped into their second song, “Max Can’t Surf,” they had won over the entire club. Their fans were dancing everywhere, bouncing around, singing along and smiling incessantly. The pit area at The Social was transformed into one surging, writhing organism, pulsating and shifting as one as the fans careened across the floor in a constant state of harmonious chaos. It was impressive watching so many fans slamming into each other, but in a clearly pleasant, caring way – I’m sure I’m doing a horrible job describing it, but this was not your typical most pit.

Fidlar churned through another dozen songs and interacted with the appreciative crowd throughout. When one fan got out of hand, Kuehm ushered security over to help out, it was one of those rare nights. Carper was dynamic and fun; at times, he played amidst the crowd, dropped to his knees for emphasis and waxed eloquently to the fans, sharing his seemingly random thoughts on the use of “Fuck You” for instance, flashing back to rehab experiences, and randomly sliding into a verse of “The Lime And The Coconut.” All unexpected treats from a band that continues to grow their passionate fan base.

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Cretin

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Wilco – Orlando Concert Review

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Wilco at Hard Rock Orlando. Photo Credit: Edwin Makon-Morales

Wilco Impresses Hard Rock Live Fans

Illinois natives WILCO stopped by Tuesday to grace the Hard Rock with rock and twang, the mellow and explosive stylings of the group led by Jeff Tweedy had a big night planned for Orlando.

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Opening act ROYAL THUNDER started off the night with their rock revival style harrowing Joen Jett in a modern twist. Lead woman Minny Parsonz covered the room in loud riffs and piercing vocals as the crowd mingled around the bar and slowly filled into the venue. Royal Thunder protrude rock out of every orifice. Well done yet they have yet to make it their own, give them a bit more time and and perhaps another album. Big sound mixed with big attitude, Royal Thunder sound like the band in your neighbors garage that should be playing the Hard Rock. Good thing they got out.

The first band ended and I made a lap around the venue, The Hard Rock is a beautiful place, swanky and expensive, but still able to promote itself as a rock venue with history. Wilco took the stage with might. The crowd was mostly older, thirty plus, mostly due to the $50 tickets and the tuesday night during finals week. But the crowd was active, devoted fans, most had probably been fans since ‘95’s A.M.

Wilco at Hard Rock Orlando. Photo Credit :Edwin Makon-Morales
Wilco at Hard Rock Orlando. Photo Credit: Edwin Makon-Morales

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Starting the night off with A Ghost is Born’s opening track, At Least That’s What You Said, a perfect soft opening into the crash and screech of the guitar work and multi layered ending that left the room in a dizzy state of excitement. The show had begun, the room finally settling in for the ride. They played Red-Eyed and Blue and I Got You(End of a Century), both off their second album exhibiting the great mix of albums they withheld throughout the show. Tweedy whistling towards the rafters filled with fans and critics alike.

Wilco is able to progress yet hold onto to their style and sound. The wide array of music spread across their discography is always inheritably Wilco, yet we can sense the difference in even Yankee Hotel Foxtrot and A Ghost is Born. The themes and song configurations are all traits of Tweedy that will always exist but the execution and delivery is different, the stylings have progressed. Always evolving and re casting in the mold of alcohol and Chicago.

The live performance of Wilco is casual, yet perfected. They are able to blend all aspect of their catalogue into the show. A.M.’s searching southern twang is heard throughout the song, but the cosmic guitar freakouts of A Ghost is Born isn’t lost when playing SummerTeeth tracks. Most significantly is Via Chicago, when during the dreamlike verse, the other members of the band rapidly explode into a crashing tyrant, as Tweedy stands calmly strumming and singing his song that has been washed out by the noise.

The setlist for the night was perfectly paced and the setlist flowed across all albums, even the Mermaid Ave that Billy Bragg had adapted with Wilco of unpublished Woody Guthrie songs. The newest Album, The Whole Love, was played and well received by old and new fans alike. The standout track of the album being The Art of Almost, a driving psychedelic daydream that is the progression I mentioned earlier. This track is distinguishable from the most wilco songs, yet the album is layered with different sounds. Showing the band has grown, yet been able to cultivate the sound that started them. Later in the night, they performed another track of the newest album, Born Alone, which echo’s SummerTeeth Wilco. The ability to adapt to the change and master the tried and true is what makes Wilco a standout band, both live and in the studio.

Wilco at Hard Rock Orlando. Photo Credit :Edwin Makon-Morales
Wilco at Hard Rock Orlando. Photo Credit: Edwin Makon-Morales

I’d like to add to this, that if you haven’t seen Wilco live yet know them, you will be happy to know that Tweedy’s live vocals are as haunting and hallowed live as the album recordings. Able to sing at low decibels in moments of vulnerability, then scream out his frustrations in the times of anger and climax. May the vocals of Jeff Tweedy stay strong, I hope to hear five more albums from this glorious band.

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Wilco ended the night with a double encore. The first being traditional, while the latter was a grand surprise. The stage crew brought out a small drum set and the members played unplugged with two guitars, a lap steel guitar, banjo and melodica. The started with a cover of the old band of Tweedy and bass player John Stirratt called Uncle Tupelo. They followed with a Doug Sahm cover and ending with the beautifully haunting Being There track, Misunderstood. With Tweedy and the crowd chanting together, “I’d like to thank you all for nothing, nothing, nothing.”

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