Saturday, July 27th, 2013 – I finally took it upon myself to get off my ass, go to the bar and see a band that I have wanted to see play for over a year.
The pathetic part about that statement is they play in the Inland Empire constantly. To make matters even worse these guys are extremely good friends of mine. Chalk that up, to I am an asshole. But that is of no matter… because lets face it, these guys are Bastards and they know it.
The night started off great with beers and dirtbags all around. Dirtbags may sound like a derogatory way to introduce your friends but it is the moniker that was chosen many years ago. As the evening began to take shape the bar filled with a large group of friends, fans and bar patrons. Looking around at this crowd, I can only imagine what some of the more “everyday” bar folks must have been thinking. The bar had become a cross of punk rock – meets bad ass motorcycle club – meets Nashville, Tennessee. An odd mixture I know, but I was not ready for what I was about to experience.
Just as the beers and cigarettes turned to whiskey and more cigarettes the first band took the stage. Due to the drinking and catching up I missed Rope In Hands opening set. What I did hear was epic and took me back to the 80′s punk bands that frequented the cassette deck of my car. Consider me carbon dated.
I did however catch the entire set of America Remains though. And let me tell you; I was super stoked on these guys. They played loud and fast just the way I like it. A pure punk sound mixed into a front man who was channeling Sid Vicious, Johnny Cash and Jerry Lee Lewis. You say rockabilly, I say hell no! This was something different and special. America Remains killed their set and I was ready for the Largemouth Bastards to hit the stage.
Tanked up just enough at this point that squinting was the only way to see, the Bastards took to the stage. A six piece band of misfits stood before me ready to bring the house down. Based on my previously mentioned friendship with these dudes, I expected nothing less than a great set of pure punk rock. But what I got was anything but.
The Bastards took the stage and immediately had the crowd engaged with a bit of humor while strapping up their instruments. In true dirtbag fashion, before the music could get underway, Largemouth was calling on the bar for “Beers to the stage!”. As the beer taps started flowing, the music began to flow as well.
From the second the Bastards started ripping, I was their newest fan. A cross between Punk and Bluegrass was screaming from the speakers. These guys had everything you would expect… guitars, bass and drums but also added a harmonica, banjo and some other instruments I don’t even know. Every song they played was great, but I have to say my favorites were definitely “Train” and “Tennessee 7″. As the songs played on, I felt the setting of the bar change to something you would expect on a trip through Ireland. The music and the ambiance were contagious! Their set lasted about an hour and when it was over – I wanted more.
The Largemouth Bastards are a great live show! Filled with drinking and great music for hanging with your brothers, not to mention the amount of hot chicks the Largemouth Bastards attracts. No brother of mine or yours would be complaining about the scenery.
To make up for my otherwise previous lack of brotherly support (and because I fuckin loved the music) I purchased a Largemouth Bastards CD at the exit. Still tipsy from the whiskey and beer, I popped the Largemouth Bastards CD into my Pioneer (This is the first CD that has ever been played in my car) and made my way home with the Largemouth Bastards at maximum volume.
Largemouth Bastards interview coming soon. Until then…
Catch the Largemouth Bastards on August 24th 2013 in Pomona. Show details are on their Facebook Page.