SNOW PATROL


Snow Patrol are a Scottish Irish band from Dundee Scotland, and other parts of Northern Ireland (that means they are confused about many things, but likely have a general disdain for the English government). They have been together as a band since the early 90s, then became “Snow Patrol” in 1997. Touring North America now, they bring 31 years of great music, and performances everywhere they go. (I know it’s 31 years cause the singer Gary Lightbody told us all during the set how long it’s been).

There is NOTHING short of amazing, every song, and the rich history has brought them to this wonderful moment.

Concert Review

Artist : Snow Patrol

Venue : The Union Events Center

City: Salt Lake City, UT

Supporting Act: Sorcha Richardson


The last time Snow Patrol played in Salt Lake was only a few years ago at and sold out “The Depot” ‘s 860 capacity. This time, they played “The Union” and it was sold out to the doors of 3000+ and it was no surprise. They have filled stadiums in Europe, so we are happy to have them here in a more “intimate” setting.

SORCHA RICHARDSON


Opening the show was the Irish female vocalist Sorcha Richardson, she had this groovy cool sound as if she were the young female version of Robyn Hitchcock, a great sound, and a very entertaining set. Her songs were all very different from each other, and you could still notice that, from an acoustic set. Something I was very impressed with, though she hasn’t released new material since 2002, she still was impressive enough for Snow Patrol to take her on tour with them, check her out, nuff said.


SNOW PATROL

An almost instant changeover the stage went dark and we waited through an intro, and then the screen behind them simply lit up with the title “Snow Patrol”, there was a heart then the words “Salt Lake City”. The band walked out on stage, Gary taking the center and saying ” Salt Lake City, Good evening!!”, and suddenly the backdrop looked like a row of Manhattan high rises, and they kicked off the set with “Take Back The City”. The entire band was rather animated with no one staying put at their “stations”, everyone in the band was playing only barely out of reach of their mics, just to get back in time to sing their lines. Everyone on stage was all smiles, and it was clear they were going to have a good time giving us their set, with Gary finishing the final measures a-Capella.

With the stage lit in all red, Gary picked up what looked like a telecaster, and they went into “Chocolate”. With all the charisma in the world, and not entirely being a great dancer with his guitar in hand, he asked for everyone to cheer on in the end “Whahoooooooaooooooo”, and we did it with him, just because he asked.

They played “Called Out In The Dark” with Gary holding the mic and pacing back and forth from the front to the back of the stage, slightly dancing and going up front to make eye contact with everyone. The guitar line sounded rather raw, and just as tight as the rest of the band, I enjoyed how the song sounded considerably different live, and still kept the spirit of the song. Gary once again invited the punters to sing along, not even holding the mic out to them to signal, he just said “Come on, let’s have it”, and we did it “We are listening, and we’re not blind”, almost as if he wanted us to sing it for THEM.

They played “ALL”, and then trying to kick off into “Crack the Shutters” there were a couple of false starts, with someone being out of key, or slightly off tempo. Gary stopped the song, and they had to muck about getting back in sync, then he apologized to the punters, saying “I promise this will be the last time, this will be the final attempt”. With a film of walking through a forest and the light coming through the trees behind them, they nailed it, everyone was in sync, and it finished without a hitch. It is with moments like this when you can see a band not take themselves seriously, have a hiccup, still laugh at themselves, and banter between themselves and the punters.

They played “Run” in a very somber mood, with the bassline leading the way for the rest of the band. Taking the mic Gary sang the opening to “The Beginning”, while the base drum was hitting hard keeping the tempo before the rest of the band came in filling in the paces, with a backdrop of a large spiral of brilliant colors, going from looking like a tunnel, to the “Zen” symbol turning, that made the whole song fit with the moment.

With the well-known piano line, we knew it was “The Lighting Strike” (What If This Storm Ends), the guitarist chimed in and stood off with Gary and his guitar looking like they were going to duel, and the backdrop was of a beautiful tree that began turning with each leaf a different color. Lighting was flashing and you could barely see the band, only silhouettes, then the guitarist took us down a very emotional solo that suddenly was as important as the singing and lyrics. This was all very moving, with the band no longer being the visuals to focus on. This part reminded me of how U2 would close the set of their “ZOO TV” tour, really making themselves insignificant against what was on the screen, almost forgetting that they were there. This was magnificent, and we were only halfway through the set.

They turned the tone down, and played a stripped down “Talking About Hope” with all of them singing together, it touched everyone there, like we just melted.

Not to say that this was the moment we were all waiting for (But yeah it was) Gary started playing the two simple chords with Connolly playing the individual notes, All this seems strange and untrue, and I won’t waste a minute, without you”. The bass and drums started to follow, and to pure perfection they went into “Tell me that you’ll open your eyes”. A powerful song about someone who has put so much into a relationship with a person, needing them to understand what has transpired after all this time, and to see that where they have been sitting is not at all where this friendship is or should be. One last attempt as someone that they love so much to see the beautiful reality that is out there, as Plato’s allegory of the cave, to “step out of this dark room for the last time” there were images from the galaxy probably the Hubble Telescope showing the expanses of the universe that is outside waiting for this person if they would “Just open their eyes”. Singing at the end, “I still love you, I always will, I love you still, I love you still” with all the devotion to this person, I do hope it was a happy ending, this song deserves it.

While we were all recovering from that, they played “Make This Go On Forever” and then “Shut Your Eyes”. They played “Heal Me” and then Gary told us all how much they had enjoyed playing for us, and that he couldn’t believe that they had been doing this for 31 years, with a different name to start with, but that none of them in the band ever thought they would still be here doing this so many years later. Hearing him say this was strange because that made them sound like an “old” band, like a classic rock band or something. They can’t be “old” I’ve only gotten into them over the last 15 years, they are still new, current, and happening.

Holding his guitar and starting with the simple two notes, Gary sang “We’ll do it all, everything on our own” The band played quietly behind, while everyone sang along “If I lay here, If I just lay here, and just forget the world” as the band built up on the drums getting louder as everyone was singing this one. It felt like it was OUR song this way. Then at the 2nd chorus, they took it to new heights, as everyone was feeling this song, more than we were hearing it. A timeless song that everyone loved together, confirming the once “There is nothing more powerful than the shared experience”, this was proof of that.

He thanked us for singing with him, and said “Ok Salt Lake City, this is our last song tonight” and they played “You’re All I Have”, with the while venue dancing up and down feeling like we have successfully gotten all of our parts down for everyone to sing along to, this was a great way to finish out the first part of the set.

As they left the stage, I went up to the balcony to see how they would finish this set. After a few minutes of everyone cheering, they came back onstage and bantered with the audience again. Gary said “Ok, we got one more for you, ok, TWO actually. BUT this one, it’s like you still need to finish your vegetables before you get dessert, this is your vegetables, so sit down and eat them”, an unusual analogy from the stage, but we all laughed. With that, the band played “What If This Is All The Love You Ever Get?”. With a burning heart on the backdrop, it felt like a campfire sing-along, going soft to the parts right before he said “WHAT IF HURTS?” with everyone as quiet enough as to let a pin drop.

To great cheers, Gary said “Ok, now it’s time for dessert…. Because you’ve all been good”, we knew this one was on the docket, because it’s a fave of fans and theirs alike, and they closed out the evening with “Just Say Yes”.

Almost as quickly as it began, the Snow Patrol set was over. With a wonderful performance, this was probably the smallest venue on the tour (and it’s still pretty big), they sounded incredible, we only could have asked for a couple more songs, but this setlist was filled with enough for everyone who has been listening to them, no matter how long.

In the book “Exit Stage Left” (The Curious Afterlife of Pop Stars) Nick Duerden wrote an entire chapter about Snow Patrol, and how as they were climbing the ranks, with their sound, filling stadiums, and headlining Glastonbury, Gary had said he watched U2 closely, every move, how they handled themselves on stage, etc. He said he wanted to emulate what Bono was doing, but the truth is, there is already one Bono, and Gary doesn’t need to emulate what Bono has, he already has all he needs to grace the crowd, connect with them, and with his band, they can bring the house down on their terms, their way.

A Snow Patrol gig is something everyone who loves music should experience. Grab a gig when you can, this is the kind of gig you would tell your grandkids about.

#snowpatrol #garylightbody #timelessrock #scotsirishrock

For all you Throbbing Gristle fans (this just in)

Throbbing Gristle are releasing “Live at the Volksbühne Berlin, New Year’s Eve 2005” on CD and Vinyl on May 16th.

As a teaser we got this video clip of “Hamburger Lady” from that concert. It’s as raw as it gets with Throbbing Gristle, and has me looking forward to this release. I hope some of you old school industrial fans are hoping to groove on this as much as I am.

I am sure there will be more to come about this one, but here is a note from the band:

“In 2004, Throbbing Gristle, Chris Carter, Cosey Fanni Tutti, Genesis Breyer P-Orridge (1950-2020) and Peter ‘Sleazy’ Christopherson (1955-2010), regrouped and the following six years became a period of renewed creativity for the band. Back in the studio after 20 years, they found group intuition when performing was intact and their ability to break down barriers and forge connections with an audience was more powerful than ever.  

TG Berlin and Live at the Volksbühne Berlin, New Year’s Eve 2005 are the latest releases in an ongoing collaboration with Mute, compelling documents of Throbbing Gristle performing and recording as a four-piece with a renewed vigour. From the opening beats and serrated electronics of one of their final tracks recorded together, “Scabs & Saws”, it’s clear that TG are not revisiting ground already tread, but bringing two decades of individual experience back into the studio to create a new exploration of sound. The vocals have a different depth, the groove is deeper, and the atmosphere has lost none of its potency.”

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Eivør Enchanting All of Us

Concert Review

ARTIST: Eivør

Date: February 11 2025

Venue: Metro Music Hall

City: Salt Lake City, UT

Supporting Act: Sylvaine

I first heard Eivør probably a decade ago while digging through a “Viking Pagan Folk” playlist on YouTube. I saw this amazing woman, wearing a live flower weave in her hair beating on a skin drum chanting this old Viking song “Tròdlabùndin” where she was using her voice most bizarrely, with throaty growls, along with some of the sweetest female vocals in the same lines of this chant, calling forth pagan spirits. I was enamored with this spectacle, as strange as this was, it looked like it was being performed in someone’s backyard on a hill, with a cabbage garden next to the stage.

Thus was my love of Eivør Pálsdóttir and her music born. Eivør is a singer from the Faroe Islands, a small chain of islands between Iceland, and North Scotland, the language is Faroese, and most like Icelandic.

In a concert venue, where the lines are blurred between people’s normal attire, or they are just dressed up for a night out, all of the Viking Subculture of Salt Lake had converged at “The Metro” for this amazing event of music and wonder.

Sylvaine

Opening was an amazing singer of ethereal folk “Sylvaine”, she had been through Salt Lake several times, but this time no band. She came to the stage, very quiet, and humble almost, then she began playing this beautiful music that felt like we were going back in time. She opened with “Dagsens auga sloknar ut” (The day’s eyes fade away), she danced in place waving her arms captivating everyone, with a silhouette behind her, reminiscent of the “Ghost” on the 1987 Echo & the Bunnymen album cover. In the first 30 seconds, I knew this woman was a trip.

She played an overpowering somber song, with the guitar sounding like Sigur Ros, that she called “L’appel du Vide” (Emptiness calls)

She talked to everyone for a minute, politely thanking everyone for listening to her set. (We were all hypnotized, and couldn’t do much else).

She closed another acapella piece “Eg Er Framand” (I am a stranger) this time swinging her hands, forward, but not swaying, because this song had that kind of emotion in it.

I talked to her for a few minutes later in the gig, only to find out we knew some of the same people, a band that I am friends with are her neighbors, literally. In short, you have to get into this amazing singer, you will not be disappointed.

Eivør

Eivør took the stage, as a blond Malificient, “star” goddess, she was already tall, but wearing even taller boots. She started singing a haunting ballad in a language we didn’t understand and didn’t need to “En Klota”, with a standing cellist, that just melted everyone, if she wanted to turn down the blood pressure, she had us with that first song.

Still beating the drum with an intense focus, and the keyboardist playing haunting tones, she sang “JARÐARTRÁ” (DUST TO DUST), in this light we noticed how she was made up, with gorgeous nails, and glitter gems all around her eyes, all done up to enchant and scare us at the same time. Most of us just stood in awe at her presence. She thanked all of us and said ” ALRIGHT SALT LAKE CITY !!! What a beautiful crowd, if you can see from here what I see”.

She picked up her guitar and started playing probably the only pop-like song of the evening “Hugsi bert um teg” (Just thinking about you) that sounded like an epic CHVRCHES meets Laura Brannigan, it was quite awesome.

She talked to us again about how she LOVES this tour, where it is warm and cold, and like in Las Vegas and Salt Lake City where it’s below freezing, and feels like going home again. She talked about the new album, and how “I’m gonna do one more song from the new album before we go completely crazy. This is a ballad about reaching for the stars, this one is called “Purpurhjarta” which translates to “Purple Heart”. With the keyboard playing a sad piano song, and the bass player playing low somber tones, everyone was so focused on how her voice was steering the song for us. This is truly one of the best songs on the album (at least til the next one).

After a few more songs, she stood there, blowing kisses, setting her guitar down, and to great cheers, she began waving a skin mallet and beating the drum and howling with the power of a witch elevating everyone to strange new heights of experience. Singing as if it was a ritual, or even a seance it was “Tròdlabùndin”! Everyone swayed along with her on this one and tried chanting those throat parts. This is what so many of us came for, entranced in the vast highs and lows of her voice chanting, it felt like we were in this for hours.

From the pit, I met a Hispanic couple from Los Angeles, who had been on this tour since the opening date, if that tells you how special this show is, clash cultures, and just let the music move you.

She played “True Love” then the title track to the album “ENN” which means “Still”, with a very dark trance-inducing drumming coupled with her voice doing things you don’t normally hear a woman’s voice do.

With Upp Úr Øskuni, (risen from the ashes) the lights only flash when the drums beat, Eivør posed like a towering witch over everyone, while she chanted very dark, intense almost prayers that we didn’t need to understand the words, we felt what they were about. Her long fingernails made perfect sense to be playing these powerful songs on her guitar, while the bass drove a very spiritual voice we all felt like we were standing on. It was all very surreal where Eivør’s music was taking us, it was almost scary, but we were really not afraid.

She told us a story about “Hymn 49” an old Faroese song that was over 500 years old, that the fishermen on the islands would sing when they left the shores, hoping to return safely. We all listened with a sort of reverance understanding the spirit of this song, and respect for a song that has lived several centuries after it’s time.

After some of her oldest pieces “Salt” and “Í Tokuni” (In the fog) Eivør set down her guitar, to all the cheers, she said, “I can see you have all been practicing, really you are such a great crowd”. She introduced the band, everyone by name, and their instrument, then she paused and said “Well, yeah that was it” in an uncomfortable moment. She explained the next song is dedicated to all the lonely souls, “Gullspunnin” (Goldspinning) means you are wrapped around with gold, in all this beauty, thinking you are alone, but you are not truly alone, and that there will always be someone who gets you, then she said, “I love you all”. Then she sang along to the saddest piano ballad we have ever heard, equal to “This Woman’s Work” by Kate Bush performed by Loreena McKenneit (yes I did say that).

She thanked everyone, waved good night, and walked off the stage, while the punters let her know we weren’t going to let her off that easy. Eivør returned to the stage and finished off the evening with “Falling Free”, which no many how often I listen to it, evokes what I would say is the essence of Eivør, a simple piano line. No one can walk away from such wonder, she builds up to “Now I surrender, I am falling down, hoping you will catch me before I hit the ground”. Everyone was swinging their heads forward on each beat, eyes closed, just feeling the purity of the music.

Evior took one last bow and left the crowd awestruck.

If this has given any justice to how incredible Eivør is live, my buddy who has been going to shows with me for 35 years said it was one of the top-ten gigs of all time, you might want to grab a gig next time she comes through the states.

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Lauren Mayberry strikes with the “Vicious Creatures” tour

CONCERT REVIEW

Artist: Lauren Mayberry

Date: January 31, 2025

Venue: Club Soundwell

City: Salt Lake City, UT

The wonderful Lauren Mayberry graces the country on “Vicious Creature” her first solo US tour.

We all know and love Lauren Mayberry the small statured powerhouse voice Scottish singer for her band “CHVRCHES”, and now she has released a solo album, and is taking it live to US audiences, and let me tell you, you WANT TO SEE THIS TOUR.

My daughter and I have a tradition of seeing CHVRCHES every time they roll through town, one night we showed up at the venue just coming out of COVID-19, and the show was canceled, because they got snowed in trying to come in from Denver. So when Salt Lake was on the top of the tour dates, I was excited and took my daughter with me. We prepared for this night by listening to the album “Vicious Creature” for a couple of weeks. (get that album, you’re welcome)

The venue “Soundwell” is where I have shot so many great shows, SWANS, Thelma Huston, Alaska Thunderfuck, Noah Finns, and countless other artists, they always sound great here. While I was sitting in the ADA/VIP area, Lauren walked past me with a scarf over her head, sunglasses, and little star clips in her hair, she didn’t want to be noticed, so I didn’t bother her.

CULT OF VENUS

If Lauren Mayberry wanted to impress the hell out of everyone before even taking the stage, she did it by choosing “Cult Of Venus”. I saw the name and had a chuckle, as any old-school Dark Wave Punk music fan would remember, one of the possible band names Joy Division tossed around was “Slaves of Venus”, the name never really took, but it was great to have “Slaves of Venus” opening for Peter Hook & The Light in 2013. Cult of Venus was simply a woman with a guitar and keyboard. She played her set in high heels and managed guitar and her keyboard pedals that way. Nothing short of incredible, look her up, you’re all fans already.

Lauren Mayberry

The intro tape “Liability Waiver” “The Following is a work of fiction, any similarities to actual events or actual persons or events is purely coincidental” played in a loop while the band (a drummer/keyboard player, and bassist) took the stage, and they opened playing several measures of “Crocodile Tears” for a few measures then Lauren came out in a pair of leather shorts, knee high boots, and a T-shirt saying “SAFETY, DIGNITY, AND HEALTHCARE FOR ALL TRANS PEOPLE”, that statement on her shirt alone made all of us instantly love her. She picked up an old rotary telephone on the stage, as a prop, and sang “I picked up the phone to start a chain reaction”. She already had everyone singing along with her, she didn’t need to do much to get the punters at the top of their game. I sat in the pit getting photos, like previous times, but honestly, this felt like a different experience.

“Hello, my name is Lauren Mayberry and I am too short for this microphone” she greeted the audience and was cheered for a welcome. While she adjusted the microphone stand Lauren thanked everyone for coming out, and explained that she had canceled the gig the night before because she was suffering through a cold, and asked us to ignore if she coughed. Then she went right into “Change Shapes”, laying into “God I know you love it when you’re eating your young” as if that line was meant for that moment.

She sat down on the stage, in her leather shorts, and boot, singing “Mantra” (looking taller than she is when she stood up), getting right in the faces of punters in the tiny space between us in the pit, and the barrier. She did this contorted back bend and back into her twirling dance. Going to the elevated panels at the back of the stage to finish the song. It was hearing it live that I noticed the drum beat being that of “In A Lonely Place” by New Order, but with a very happy upbeat vibe to it.

Lauren began using a throat spray, apologizing ahead of time for her voice being weak because of this cold. She would take a spray, and mention something about Trump, saying “FUCK THAT GUY!!!” in between songs.

When she got to “Anywhere But Dancing” she was sitting on the edge of the platform, with her drummer on piano, she got up drank some water, and hummed the next line, to applause. She was doing everything to keep her voice in good form for the punters. With some more banter “Fuck that guy, Fuck that guy the first time, and Fuck that guy the 2nd time too.” with a very receptive audience responding in cheers.

Her bassist started thumping out the bassline (on a regular guitar) of “Punch Drunk”, she was dancing like Cleopatra to the strobes behind her, and red lights illuminating her in front. With all the power she could put into her voice “Kiss me quick, drive me right around the bend, I’m punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends” with the entire hall dancing and singing along with her, but as quickly as the song started, it ended.

I noticed a family behind me, on the other side of the VIP rope, a mom and dad, and two young girls. One couldn’t have been older than 8, and the other was probably 11. The younger was standing on a chair, with hearing protection phones on, and her phone up, I walked over and took her phone from her hands and she thought I was confiscating it, her parents nodded at me, and I walked up really close to the stage and took a few up close pics for her, then handed it back. I was surprised at how elated this little girl was over that, but she was a die-hard fan, starting early.

Change Shapes

We had a longer intro to “Something In The Air”, while she paced the stage, giving a silhouette and building the atmosphere. Lauren would sing the chorus into a red bullhorn/flashlight. It was poignant when she sang “If you want to believe then that’s your prerogative, I wish you the very best” giving us all the power of a voice that we were not accustomed to. She was giving us far more with her voice than we had ever heard at any prior CHVRCHES gig. After she finished the song, she told us about the bullhorn she was using. She bought the first one on Amazon and found it had been contaminated with pictures and statements supporting Donald Trump. She said she had to package it up and send it back, hoping she hadn’t gotten some sort of illness from having handled it. All to the cheers and laughter of the audience. She then said how she found a different one without MAGA all over it and purchased that one for the tour. Then she said again “Fuck That Guy”. She went off and apologized to the younger listeners for dropping F-Bombs, and saying a few other things, intending for it to be “Family Friendly”. I honestly don’t think anyone had an issue with what she said, as much as everyone was laughing.

Lauren took the stool at the keyboard to play “Are You Awake”, it was a somber presentation, “Are you awake I don’t remember when we last spoke”, we all were able to feel the absence and what was missing when she wrote this song. She gave us a quiet thoughtful moment, with this song still having the power it did when we heard it over a year ago, just more “real” live.

A good couple sprays for her throat and Lauren was playing “Bitter Sweet Symphony” the timeless classic by the Verve, first verse on the piano and then the full band was playing behind her with all the vigor as if we were listening to her, OR the VERVE at Glastonbury. The moment was wonderful while she gave us everything, in a small club. This is one of those gigs where you experience so much greatness, in a small venue, where she could just as easily be headlining Lollapalooza, Lauren Mayberry is happy to give us something new, unique, and wonderful, showing everyone she can do it on her own.

She finished up the first part of the set with “A Work of Fiction” and “Sorry, etc”, leaving everyone happy, and wanting more.

After a somewhat extended break, and the house lights still dark, we knew she would be back, knowing that it might be a short encore set because of her voice, the shadows of each member of the band came back to the stage. The drummer took the guitars, and the guitarist sat at the keyboard, showing she had a very talented band with her switching out instruments.

“Dress me up, take me to school

Parties with birthday balloons

And you teach me about all the bad and good

Oh, Mother, I couldn’t do without you “

The opening verse of “Oh Mother” hit us all pretty hard, the crowd was completely silent, recognizing this feminine powerhouse, and paying tribute to help make her who she is. With dream pop guitar lines, enhancing the mood of the song exactly how Lauren wanted it to reach us.

With all the applause, and a few more sprays from the bottle, she thanked everyone for coming out to the gig in sub-zero temperatures, she unloaded her gratitude to us and said this would be the last song. The piano line for the one song I was waiting for “Sunday Best” finally!!! It is my fave song on this album “Vicious Creatures”, and I was thrilled to be hearing it after waiting through a wonderful set, this song alone made it worth going. With more animation than she had most of the night, she was everywhere on that stage, working off the drummer, making eye contact with as many people as she could. In the final verse with the entire venue clapping along with the beat, she was giving us everything her voice could give us under great strain. She walked off the stage, to a satisfied crowd.

Not a single punter would say her voice was off because Lauren Mayberry knows how to give it all, for her, 50,000 at Glastonbury or Lollapalooza, 15,000 at The Ogden Twilight Amphitheater, or even 600 at Club Soundwell, Lauren Mayberry will make sure she performs nothing short of perfection. Though I can honestly say, after all of the CHVRCHES gigs I have seen, this was the best performance I have ever heard from Lauren Mayberry.

Epilogue

Within 30 seconds of the house lights coming on, Lauren’s manager walked right up to the two young girls handed both of them 2 of the star hair clips, and said “Hi, Lauren saw you both and wanted you to have these”. She noticed her fans and was happy to see these young sisters at her show, by the simple act of giving those little star-shaped hair clips (See photos), those kids are now die-hard fans, and their grandkids will hear this story of how they got them.

Thanks for everything Lauren, we all hope your voice feels better soon.

To all you readers, grab a show if you can

#laurenmayberry #Chvrches #viciouscreature

The Dropkick Murphys bring Boston’s Celtic punk to the world, (again)

Concert Review

Event: The Dropkick Murphys

Date: October 9 2024

Venue: Union Events Center

City: Salt Lake City, Utah

Supporting acts: The Scratch, Pennywise

There are certain bands that once you hear them, become part of your listening habits for the rest of your life. One such act is the Irish Folk Punk band from Boston, “Dropkick Murphys”. I got into “The Murphys” when I moved to Boston in late 99, I was at an Irish bar in my kilt, just chilling with other guys in kilts, and they asked if I was going to “The Gig”. I had no idea who they were, as they were just a local act at the time. The cover I believe was 7$ at the bar around the corner. I found the place to be completely decadent, packed with more kilted punks than I had ever seen before. It was cramped, but moving, as we would move forward with each wave of punters climbing onto the stage and turning around and diving back over us. We would simply move them back as we moved forward. They were LOUD, RUDE, and so much fun, as a punk show should be.

They were a rotating “House Band” at one of probably 3 venues and the cover was much the same, venue might be different depending on the weekend, as they often played opposite another Boston fave “Flogging Molly”. I went to probably close to 20 gigs of theirs in my time there, as they were often a fallback option when other plans didn’t come through. OR just, hey, let’s go see “The Murphys”. The first time I paid real money to see them was in 2021 when they shared the stage with “Rancid” in Salt Lake.

My father was extremely proud of being Scottish, and oftentimes would trash talk the Irish, with the typical dislike for “Cultural Cousins”, but he often said, “The Irish always have better music”. This gig was on my late father’s birthday, and he was there in spirit (or spirits).

This time on the road they were with “The Scratch”, a sort of hippie drum act, and punk favorites “Pennywise”, quite a lineup for one evening.

The Scratch

“The Scratch” took the stage as a 3 piece, with the singer playing a square drum pad with some funky drumsticks. They played a short set, and were so different from the other two bands, and set the mood for “Expect Anything”.

Pennywise

Punk veterans Pennywise took the stage and rocked the house, they were the last breed of American Hard Core Punk right before EMO became a favored genre. They opened with “Peaceful Day” and churned out some great anger-releasing songs, most notably “Every Single Day” and “Fuck Authority”, they went into a couple of NOFX covers, “Bob” and “Kill All White Men”. They were all over the place with their material from old albums, and covers of “Bad Religion” “DO What You Want”. And they threw all of us off the train and played “Stand By Me”, and asked us all to sing along. They closed their set with “Bro Hymn”.

Dropkick Murphys

With the venue’s lighting turned down to the bare fire escape exit signs, and the crowd cheering the intro “The Foggy Dew” as sung by Sinead Oconnor began to play, the punters clapped and the pipes got louder and louder the band took the stage. Starting with the drummer pounding loudly, the spotlight illuminated the piper, Ken Casey the vocalist ran onto the stage as if from out of nowhere swinging his fists up in the air like an uppercut from “Popeye” and a grunt into “WHOOOOOAHOOOOOOOAH”, we were into another set of sheer chaos, compliments of “Dropkick Murphys”.

They opened the set wide and loud with “Cadence To Arms” with a small catwalk panel going into the pit, leaving us no real room to maneuver, the band members were standing back in positions, letting Ken move around getting right up to everyone, like normal, he was all over the stage, going from one band member to another then back to the front.

Ken let out “Oh Salt Lake City IT’S GREAT TO BE BACK” and they played the song that kickstarted them into stardom “The Boys Are Back”, with the new guitarist running up front, and the punters all singing along with them, it was less like the band singing it for us, but everyone singing together, in a rough voice, sounding more like one of those late 70s “OI” band… Only with bagpipes and an accordion.

He walked past me and gave a fistbump, and I doubt he recognized me from all those Boston gigs.

They gave us “Johnny, I Hardley Knew Ya” with a very strong Boston accent on “Haroo, Haroo”, though it might be old, and we all heard our fathers singing it, they made sure to give it to us as PUNK as it gets. With hard guitar chords, and even an electric banjo, the crowd chanted along with Ken on vocals then he would hand the mic to the crowd for “JOHNNY I HARDLEY KNEW YA!”

They had just released a few days before this gig their politically charged new single “Sirens”, Ken announced it as the new one and that they were having fun learning to play it live, and now it was our turn.

This song is a punk anthem about the injustice of how the working class is being pushed to its limits, and being forced to make sacrifices and turn against each other. This theme isn’t new, and this song could have been on any setlist of Dead Kennedys, Rancid, GBH, Agnostic Front, or any of the hardcore punk greats addressing the current social situation.

By the time they got to “Smash Shit Up” most of the punters were pretty well lit on rum, whiskey, or a good beer, and yes there were the token several thousand of us in our kilts. Ken said, “This one is to appreciate those of us who are older, and we accept that, but ….. I still want to break things, maybe more now than I used to”. That had the moshpit widening, and more activity in it, as if those of us over 50 wanted to prove that we weren’t getting old. I’m sure several of my mates limped out of that one.

Ken Casey was the original bassist and backup vocalist, but by now, he is on lead vocals, which did make it somewhat unusual when he kicked off “Flannigan’s Ball” a total classic. The band sang the verses, Ken handed the mic to the punters for the lines “Six long months doing nothing at all.

Six long months spent in Quincy learning to dance for Flannigan’s ball”. Now this song always bewildered me, because I have spent nowhere near 6 months in Quincy Massachusetts, but I have spent enough time to know, there isn’t really much happening there. So, the story behind this song really lights up about a guy Brian who left Milton Mass, and tore it up there, opening a pub where all the Irish converged, and lived to regret it.

Now the song “You’ll Never Walk Alone” is a classic, from the musicals of Rogers & Hammerstein. However, outside of that musical, I have never heard it performed sober, or in key. Thus the Murphys delivered it to us, as a singalong of course, and I can swear on my mother’s grave that the guys on stage singing this song, might have been sober, and were even in key. But all of the punters were neither, just loud, and very very happy.

With the classic “The Warrior’s Code”, a song written for large mosh pits, the Union Events Center probably hadn’t seen a pit like this since the last time “Ministry” rolled through, people were climbing on shoulders and diving into this pit. Everyone who wanted to be in there was dancing and having a great time, while us older guys had gone up to the mezzanine level by now.

We got “Good as Gold” and “Barroom Hero” everyone yelling and swinging fists on “HIGH HIGH HIGH” and everyone dancing in place long enough to need a breather.

They gave us “The Irish Rover” a Joseph Crofts cover, at Dropkick Murphys speed, just to keep the spirits high.

Things slowed down for the anthem, and salute those who have gone on before us, and pay tribute to what made all of us who we are. The haunting sounds from the accordion and mandolin kicked off, as the lights all went red, to give a somber feeling, and the lines “The pictures tell the story, this life had many shades” we were into “Rose Tattoo”, with the entire venue singing along in a hoarse harmony. Everyone knew this one and sang along with vigor until the final lines “Signed and sealed in blood “I would die for you”.

We all gave ourselves a round of applause because the Murphys are the kind of band you sing along with them, just because they asked.

After another boisterous epic “The State of Massachusetts” Ken Casey went up to the front of the little catwalk stage and high-fived everyone that was within reach. He explained that he couldn’t get down there with everyone because he had broken his heel earlier on the tour and that he should be in a boot, and he knew he was going to suffer for it.

With cheers and jeers, he asked everyone to put their arm around the person to their left and their right and to sing along with him “Kiss me, I’m Shitfaced”, everyone laughed, and I am pretty sure everyone was lit by then, I did see a lot of people following up with the songs lyrics.

Ken and the band were pretty hoarse by now, and it was time for everyone to contribute to the classic with a standard marching beat, and the accordion for the lead on “Shipping Up to Boston”, (WHAAAOOOOOO) and we all cheered “TO FIND MY WOODEN LEG”. It was at this moment, that I realized that as Heavy Metal would have it, the bass line hitting all the same notes with the same gusto as the lead guitar and rhythm guitars. The Murphys were doing the same thing, but it was with the accordion, mandolin, and bass guitar, as tight as could be you could barely fit a razorblade between each note played.

They finished that first set and returned with some banter about how they had amassed such a following over the years, and played ’60s music, metal, folk, and punk to give us what was on the menu that evening. They finished with “Workers Song” from the album “Blackout”, a staple for live shows since the release.

With everyone’s voices thrashed, on stage, and all the punters, walking out of the venue sweating, as one of the larger punk crowds for a show, I think only the sound guys didn’t sound like the rest of us.

The Murphys are such a great live act, with all the lineup and set changes over the years, it’s always going to be worth it, no matter what it takes to get there. This was one of the last handful of shows on this part of the tour before they were off to Australia. There are some dates planned in the States later this year, so grab a gig if you can, and, Happy Birthday Dad.

Look for a date here, and catch them if you can, YOU REALLY WANT TO.

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