DS Photo Gallery & Show Review: Greg Attonito / Garrett Dale / Joe Vickers (Modern Love – Calgary, AB 6/29/2025)

This past weekend, Calgary had the pleasure of hosting one of only two solo performances by the iconic Greg Attonito, the frontman of the Bouncing Souls. This acoustic show was held at Modern Love, setting the stage for an early but enjoyable Friday night. Kicking things off was Joe Vickers, who captivated the crowd with […]

This past weekend, Calgary had the pleasure of hosting one of only two solo performances by the iconic Greg Attonito, the frontman of the Bouncing Souls. This acoustic show was held at Modern Love, setting the stage for an early but enjoyable Friday night.


Kicking things off was Joe Vickers, who captivated the crowd with his harmonica and guitar, sharing a slice of true Canadian folk. Hailing from Drumheller in the Alberta badlands, he sang heartfelt songs about prairie life that resonated with all of us in attendance. The audience loved his set, especially when he treated us to a cover of a Weakerthans song before taking his leave.


Next in line was Garrett Dale, the former frontman of Red City Radio, now performing solo after relocating to Alberta. Sporting a cowboy hat, he stepped onto the stage and immediately hooked the crowd with his deep, raspy voice. His blend of original songs and humorous anecdotes kept everyone entertained. He kept it light while introducing a few covers from George Strait to Rancid, and even included some Warren Zevon. It was an impressive performance, and the audience appreciated every moment.


At a modest eight o’clock, Greg Attonito took the stage, seated with a smile and his acoustic guitar in hand. The night was filled with a stellar mix of music, featuring several Bouncing Souls classics alongside tracks from his solo career, as well as a few covers and engaging stories from his experiences on the road and in the studio. For fans of the Bouncing Souls, this intimate acoustic show was everything we hoped for. Listening to Greg share tales from the band’s early days and his own was a unique experience. While the venue may not have been sold out, it was packed with devoted fans, singing along to every song and even nailing those high notes. It was an unforgettable night, and we’re already looking forward to Greg’s return so we can do it again!


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DS Show Notes: Less Than Jake’s Summer Circus rolls through Boston with Suicide Machines, Fishbone and Bite Me Bambi!

Prior to this year’s Summer Circus tour, it had been a while since yours truly saw Less Than Jake headline a show. Sure there were Warped Tours and more Warped Tours and even more Warped tours, and a Vans Triple Crown skateboarding thing with Andy MacDonald and Bob Burnquist (and I think Radish also played), […]

Prior to this year’s Summer Circus tour, it had been a while since yours truly saw Less Than Jake headline a show. Sure there were Warped Tours and more Warped Tours and even more Warped tours, and a Vans Triple Crown skateboarding thing with Andy MacDonald and Bob Burnquist (and I think Radish also played), but if memory serves, the last time I saw Less Than Jake headline a club show was the long-since defunct Elvis Room in Portsmouth New Hampshire. So long ago that Jessica and Derron were still in the band and JR was still (Re)Pete from Spring Heeled Jack. I don’t call myself the resident old guy here for nothing…BUT I DIGRESS! The Boston stop on the Summer Circus tour seemed as good a time as any to both return to the House of Blues for only the second time since Covid, and more importantly to check out the Good Ship LTJ again, especially with the dynamite lineup they put together for the early summer festivities.


Bite Me Bambi were first out of the gate for this night, as they were for the entirety of the three-week East Coast run. I was as eager to catch Bite Me Bambi as I was to catch anyone else on this stacked bill, in part because the Orange County-based ska punks don’t make it up to this corner of the globe with any regularity, and also because they’re one of the few modern ska bands that reignited my interest in the genre I first fell in love with three decades ago. Led by the enigmatic Tahlena Chikami, the band kicked off their half-hour spot with “Too Many People” from their most recent release, Eat This. A large portion of the crowd at the 2200 capacity venue had arrived early enough to catch BMB’s high-energy set which included the evening’s first attempt at a circle pit (very much not a Bosotn thing) alongside tracks like “Strippers On A Sunday,” “Gaslighter’s Anthem” and their cover of The Offspring’s “Want You Bad,” a song that is now somehow a quarter-century old and that makes me want to walk into the ocean with rocks in my pockets. Bite Me Bambi’s set was super fun and they sounded super tight, which was especially noteworthy as the touring lineup is a bit of a moving target.

Speaking of bands who feature bold, enigmatic leaders at the front and center, the incomparable Fishbone were up next. Somehow, it was yours truly’s first time shooting Fishbone, and it was every bit as wonderfully chaotic as I’d hoped. Speaking of moving part lineups, the current touring iteration of Fishbone features the iconic Angelo Moore, the return of Tracey “Spacey T” Singleton on guitar, OG trombone/keyboard player Chris Dowd, and newer recruits Hassan Hurd (drums), JS Williams (trumpet/vocals) and James Jones (bass). It also features Moore’s daughter Cheyenne aka Whoop-Dee-Doo, who joined on guest vocals right from jump street on a rousing rendition of the classic “Skankin’ To The Beat.” The stage was constant motion, pure frenetic energy. In addition to lead vocal bandleading duties, Moore oscillated between the theremin and a few different horns (shoutout to Lucero’s longtime stage man Scott for keeping the ship running; not an easy task). The band blitzed through a tight 40 minute set that included classics new and old like “Party At Ground Zero,” “Last Call In America” and of course “Racist Piece Of Shit” before bringing the set to a fun, dancealong close with “Dance To The Music/Everyday Sunshine.”


Suicide Machines occupied the third spot on the four-band bill. My memory from shows from two and three decades ago is more than a little bit foggy, but I do have a vivid recollection of Suicide Machines playing early in the day at my first Warped Tour (Northampton MA 1997 – who was there???) and I definitely remember sneaking my Kodak Fisher Price 110 film camera in and shooting some pictures at that show. I’d never snuck my camera into a show before, and so that means there’s a very distinct possibility that Suicide Machines were the very first band I “shot.” Those pictures may be lost to time, but I should look for them. Anyway, the Detroit four-piece are as good or better now than they ever have been. The always fiercely anti-racist, anti-fascist quartet kicked things off with “Too Good” from their landmark 1996 debut LP Destruction By Definition and never really took their collective feet off the gas pedal. Spearheaded by the dynamic Jason Navarro, the band squeezed fifteen songs into their thirty-five-ish minute set. The bulk of the setlist consisted of songs from Destruction… – an album that they promised to revisit in full on an anniversary tour next year, with a smattering from A Match and Some Gasoline and Battle Hymns and Revolution Spring composing the other half of the set. Brand new standalone single “Never Go Quietly” fit right in as a new classic.


Which brings us to the piece de resistance, the one and only Less Than Jake. With a stage adorned in full Bit Top Circus-esque regalia, the Gainesville-based quintet kicked things off with their ode to their hometown, “Gainesville Rock City,” from 2000’s Borders & Boundaries. “Lie To Me” and “Johnny Quest Thinks We’re Sellouts” followed, with the latter still being one of my favorite songs in the ska/punk world. Pezcore and Losing Streak (and Losers, Kings… and Greased, if I’m being honest) were staple albums in my crew in the days they came out, the soundtrack to endless adventures packed into a friend’s station wagon, singing along at the tops of our lungs while searching for anything at all to do in our corner of suburban New England. I had a moment while standing in the wings, looking at the constant motion on stage – Chris and Roger constantly moving around and playing to the audience when off mic, Buddy never standing still for more than maybe 9 seconds, stage managers endlessly bringing different circus-themed props [rainbow wigs, clown noses, some strange banana-weilding guy in a monkey costume (hi Warren!)] that this is now the fourth decade I’ve seen Less Than Jake in. Sure maybe a little of the hair is greyer (mostly mine) but the band really show no signs of slowing down.


And so, as you might imagine, it was a personal high point of the set when JR’s former Spring Heeled Jack bandmate Chris Rhodes came out for a few songs toward the end of the set. Rhodes and JR occupy a great many memories in my increasingly foggy brain, as Spring Heeled Jack felt like they were one of our bands, even though they were from Connecticut and I was from New Hampshire. Static World View remains one of my favorite albums by anyone, and so it warmed the heart to see two-thirds of SHJ’s OG horn section (RIP Tyler Jones!) side-by-side again. That’s not to say the evening was ALL nostalgia. Less Than Jake played about half of their new EP Uncharted across their set, and the new tracks rock just as hard as ever, especially “Walking Pipebomb.” There have obviously been some weird and misguided jokes about ska and ska punk music for a while now, and I’m not really sure where they come from (sort of like the bad rap emo gets for some reason), but I do believe that bands like Less Than Jake and, really, all four of the bands on the bill for the East Coast leg of the Summer Circus Tour (West Coast gets Catbite and they certainly count too!) demonstrate what is really good and true and positive and celebratory and unifying about the music and the scene, especially given the seemingly neverending shit storm going on outside the venue walls.


The West Coast leg of the Summer Circus tour kicks off July 25th in Phoenix and runs through August 13th in Dallas. Check the full rundown here, and check out more pics below!


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DS Show Review and Photo Gallery: Camp Punksylvania (6/21/25: Day 2!)

We returned for Day Two of Camp Punksylvania under the relentless Pennsylvania sun, with the mingling scents of cows and beer from the night prior hanging heavy in the air. While the dust hadn’t quite settled from Friday, Saturday brought a whole wave of some of your favorite classic punk sets that made the hangovers […]

We returned for Day Two of Camp Punksylvania under the relentless Pennsylvania sun, with the mingling scents of cows and beer from the night prior hanging heavy in the air. While the dust hadn’t quite settled from Friday, Saturday brought a whole wave of some of your favorite classic punk sets that made the hangovers worth it.

Teenage Halloween kicked off Saturday afternoon. If you’re a New Jersey local, you’ve most likely heard of them—or been lucky enough to catch them live. I first saw them open for Laura Jane Grace last year during the East Coast leg of her tour, and they’ve been added to my “must see” list ever since. Teenage Halloween always brings a fun, high-energy vibe, making them the perfect band to set the tone for the rest of the day.



Murphy’s Law is a staple of the NYC punk scene. Whether you’ve seen them for the first time, or have seen them over 100 times everyone is an automatic friend of the band. The moment they hit the stage, beers were cracked open and hurled into the air (for hydration, of course).

If you spot a familiar face in the lineup, you’re probably right—Big B is on bass, holding it down as he has for Madball, too.



While this year’s Camp leaned less ska-heavy and more into punk and hardcore, Working Class Stiffs delivered the best of both worlds with their blend of ska-hardcore. Their set was fast, brassy, and unapologetically fun for everyone.



Saturday night was closed out by The Vandals. We all know that The Vandals have been around since the early 80’s, which makes us concert goers wary skeptical these days (Thanks Danzig)… “Are they going to absolutely suck? Do these guys still got it?” Needless to say, they absolutely did not suck. I would say they’re better live vs. listening through your stereo.

Guitarist Warren Fitzgerald also moves in ways and fits into pants that I could never imagine myself… shoutout to Warren.


Keep your eyes open for the final day of Camp Punk! Check out more photos and galleries on instagram.


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DS Show Review and Photo Gallery: Camp Punksylvania (6/20/25: Day 1!)

Camp Punksylvania hit the West End Fairgrounds for its fifth year in good ol’ Gilbert, Pennsylvania (and no, we still have no idea who Gilbert is or why the town’s named after them). What started in 2021 as a few small stages, local punk bands, and a hotdog stand in a field has since outgrown […]

Camp Punksylvania hit the West End Fairgrounds for its fifth year in good ol’ Gilbert, Pennsylvania (and no, we still have no idea who Gilbert is or why the town’s named after them). What started in 2021 as a few small stages, local punk bands, and a hotdog stand in a field has since outgrown its original venue and blossomed into something so much more.


We kicked off the sweltering, 100-degree Friday afternoon with BEEF. They’re known for bringing the heat to your local tri-state area basement, but this time was a little different—an outdoor stage, with fresh air and the smell of beer (but outside)! BEEF set the immaculate tone for the rest of the day, which was stacked with femme-fronted hardcore.


Headed over to Cancer Bats on the main stage, hailing all the way down from Canada. Known for their heavy, sludge-tinged hardcore sound, they brought a perfect blend of chaos and precision to the stage. Not only do they crush it with their original music, but they also have a Black Sabbath cover band called Bat Sabbath—cheeky name, killer execution.


Scowl was one of the main headliners of the weekend, and for good reason. The first time I heard them, it was like a lightbulb went off—this is it. There was something about their sound that just clicked: gritty, melodic, unfiltered, and full of intent. It felt fresh but familiar, like something I didn’t even know I’d been waiting for. Since that first listen, I haven’t missed a single show when they come through the area. Watching them take the main stage at Camp Punksylvania felt like a full-circle moment—not just for me, but for everyone who’s been screaming along with them since the early days.


Spaced closed out Friday night for us on the Riot Stage, bringing a final burst of raw energy to an already stacked day. Despite the intense heat, I had to stick it out to catch them.


Keep your eyes open for more coverage from day 2 and 3! Check out more photos and galleries on instagram.


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DS Show Review – Radio Soul: The Early Songs of Elvis Costello at The Orpheum Theatre, Los Angeles, CA (6/22/2025)

Elvis Costello brought his band, the Imposters, with Charlie Sexton to The Orpheum Theatre for two nights as part of his Radio Soul: The Early Songs of Elvis Costello Tour. Focusing mostly on the first ten years of his career, Costello played a set that shows why he’s one of the most prolific songwriters of […]

Elvis Costello brought his band, the Imposters, with Charlie Sexton to The Orpheum Theatre for two nights as part of his Radio Soul: The Early Songs of Elvis Costello Tour. Focusing mostly on the first ten years of his career, Costello played a set that shows why he’s one of the most prolific songwriters of our time in several genres.

Given the heavy-handed response to the protests in Downtown Los Angeles the last few weeks, I was elated to find that the show was still happening after the implemented curfew had been lifted. This was my first trip to the Orpheum, and I was surprised that despite sitting up in the balcony, the view was still great. The seats were angled in a way to get a good view of the whole stage, even being near the top of the balcony section.

Like a lot of theaters in Los Angeles, The Orpheum has a history. This ninety-nine-year-old theater was a vaudeville theater opened in Los Angeles in 1926. Many of the biggest performers of that time, such as the Marx Bros., Will Rogers, and jazz greats like Duke Ellington and Ella Fitzgerald, performed there. In the 1960s, rock concerts became more frequent, making way for artists like Little Richard, Aretha Franklin, and Stevie Wonder. Eventually, in 1989, it was remodeled into the venue we have today. The interior still resembles the vaudeville theater it started as nearly one hundred years ago.

However, the band has a history, too. Elvis Costello has been recording for close to half a century which makes for a vast songbook. Each night typically features the hits, but it’s the deep cuts in between that vary throughout the different sets. Costello is one of the few artists who does a great job of weighing the hits and fan favorites with deep cuts. While the song “Green Shirt” definitely falls into the category as a perfect song to play during this tour, it seems to be absent as he has included it in previous years’ outings.

Dressed in a blue suit with gold shoes, Costello walked out to Heaven 17’s song, “(We Don’t Need This) Fascist Groove Thing,” which set a good tone for the night. Steve Nieve was set up house left with a grand piano, a synth, a keyboard, and a Hammond organ behind that. Davey Faragher and former Bob Dylan guitarist Charlie Sexton were set up on the opposite side to Costello’s left. Pete Thomas kept the beat behind Costello as he has for almost fifty years.

From the opening chords of the Mersey beat, “I Hope You’re Happy Now,” this show felt special. Elvis Costello and the Imposters tore through “Mystery Dance” and then steadied the tempo with “Watching the Detectives.” In recent years, a lot of the songs have been rearranged a bit; “Detectives” isn’t typically one of them. Yet, ever the master of any instrument with a keyboard attached to it, Steve Nieve played the song’s repeated guitar riff using a melodica. Rearranging songs is nothing new for Costello and it has a great payoff for the most part.

After welcoming the crowd, Costello played “Watch Your Step,” “Big Tears,” and “Accidents Will Happen” with Nieve’s grand piano intro. Costello joked that “early songs” could have also meant songs written earlier that day. He then played a couple of newer tracks out of the scope of the first ten years, “We Are All Cowards Now” and “God’s Comic.”

Eventually, Costello switched over to an acoustic guitar and Davey Faragher picked up a stand-up bass and played some cuts from King of America, and some stripped-down versions of classics like “(The Angels Wanna Wear My) Red Shoes” and “Clubland.” During “Clubland,” Costello snuck in a quick verse of the Specials’ Ghost Town.

When the band went back to their spots, they were joined by Spanish singer La Marisoul, who took over on vocals for “Detonates” (“Little Triggers”) and a cover of Nina Simone’s “Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood.” La Marisoul’s vocals brought the energy back up after a mellow detour in the set. The rest of the set was a grab bag of hits. It’s not an Elvis Costello show without hearing “Alison,” “Pump It Up,” “Radio, Radio,” and of course, “(What’s So Funny ‘Bout) Peace, Love and Understanding.”

Seeing Elvis Costello is always a good time. A set list that jumps genres and a band that can play them all with the greatest of ease make for a great show. The Imposters have never sounded better. Watching Steve Nieve swivel around between his synth, grand piano, and keyboard is always a treat. Charlie Sexton’s addition to the band in the last few years has been a wonderful addition. I’ve been going to see Elvis Costello for about fifteen years now. Davey Faragher and Pete Thomas are hands down one of the best rhythm sections I’ve ever seen. I’ve seen Costello close to ten times, and nearly every show is different. Elvis Costello doesn’t seem to be slowing down anytime soon, but he does keep aging like fine wine.

  1. Saw them in Portland, Oregon, previously. Great show also. We will see them anytime they are back in town. Sean Patrick Surlow.

  2. The 6/21 was horrible. Off-key, late & sloppy delivery of vox; two guitar solos that sounded like the guitar tech handed EC the wrong instrument for the tune; an apathetic at best delivery from the front man. This seems to be the same formula for the San Diego show three nights later per the Union Tribune. The orchestra section’s latter rows began to clear 2/3 through the carnage. Total disappointment.

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DS Show Review: Linda Lindas, Emily’s Sassy Lime, and Brontez Purnell at the Orange County Museum of Art, Costa Mesa, Ca (06/21/2025)

The Orange County Museum of Art is showcasing its 2025 biennial, Desperate, Scared, but Social. On Saturday June 21st, the museum celebrated with block party and a performance by The Linda Lindas, Emily’s Sassy Lime, and Brontez Purnell. The block party had booths for kids and families to make crafts, a silk screen booth which […]

The Orange County Museum of Art is showcasing its 2025 biennial, Desperate, Scared, but Social. On Saturday June 21st, the museum celebrated with block party and a performance by The Linda Lindas, Emily’s Sassy Lime, and Brontez Purnell. The block party had booths for kids and families to make crafts, a silk screen booth which gave a demonstration of silk screening and sold bags for the show, along with a workshop on risograph printers used for either posters or shirts.

The exhibit itself takes its name from the title of Emily’s Sassy Lime’s 1995 Kill Rock Star-released album of the same name. The display for the Linda Lindas took a decent portion of the exhibit and had cardboard cutouts of some of the images used on the shirts along with some of the shirts hanging in the museum, as they were designed by Eloise and Bela. Flyers and some of the outfits they have worn were also present, as they were also designed by the band. The next part also serves as a great record of Emily’s Sassy Lime, with pictures of the band and art pieces. There is a wall dedicated to Disneyland with pictures of the theme park from the 1990s, as well as shelves of relics from the decade like cassettes, VHS tapes, shirts, and other trinkets of the time.

The stage was set up outside on the museum’s second-floor terrace next to a bar where you could buy food tickets. On the terrace, there were booths that sold all types of food, from hot dogs and nachos to baked goods. While the arts have caught up to punk rock and recognize it as a valid form of expression (which it always was), it’s always weird when the suits get involved. It always feels like the people in charge have too many contracts with vendors rather than common sense to bring in something affordable.

Brontez Purnell opened the show with vodka and soda in hand. He revealed to the crowd no one was able to curse during the show, but he was able to keep his songs and banter in between just tongue-in-cheek enough to keep the organizers off his back. He played six songs from his albums *Confirmed Bachelor* and *No Jack Swing*, with songs like “He Never Knew What Kissed Him” and “Rudolph Valentino.” Singing to a backing track, Purnell’s set was a journey through a mind with great lyrics and a unique performance. I would like to see an unfiltered live set that wasn’t confined to the censorship limits implemented.

Emily’s Sassy Lime is a three-piece band formed in 1993 in Irvine, CA by Emily Ryan and sisters Amy and Wendy Lao. They were one of the essential early riot grrrl bands along with Bratmobile and Bikini Kill. They played a set that was a little shaky in parts as they just reformed for this, but was still great nonetheless. Playing songs like “Pineapple Boy Need Not Apply,” “1984,” and “Dippity Do-Nut.” At one point, everyone in the band traded instruments. I hope there are more shows in their future; it was a fun set.

Most of the crowd was there to see The Linda Lindas play. As always, they put on a great show. There was a lot of energy from the band and the crowd. They played a set that was heavy on their latest album, No Obligation, but managed to put in first album cuts, “Growing Up,” “Nino,” “Oh!,” and “Racist Sexist Boy.” During the band’s performance “All in My Head” Emily Ryan from Emily’s Sassy Lime came out and sang with Lucia. The highlight of the night was when the band closed with Bikini Kill’s “Rebel Girl” and Kathleen Hanna came out to sing with the band. It made a special night so much better. After the set, everyone who performed stuck around to take pictures with people. It was a great night.

The “Desperate, Scared, but Social” exhibit is on display at the Orange County Museum of Arts through January 6, 2026. Admission is free. For more information, click here.

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Dying Scene Gallery and Show Review — Grim Exit, Modern Natives, Cam Girl, Alliteration — Poughkeepsie, NY 6/13/2025

All images used were taken by the wonderful and talented Put Over Photos at the absolutely wonderful venue, Reasons and Ruckus in Poughkeepsie. Located on Main Street in the heart of the Hudson Valley, it’s become a haven for hardcore, punk, jazz, RnB, and hiphop, taking place of the once legendary Chance Theater only four […]

All images used were taken by the wonderful and talented Put Over Photos at the absolutely wonderful venue, Reasons and Ruckus in Poughkeepsie. Located on Main Street in the heart of the Hudson Valley, it’s become a haven for hardcore, punk, jazz, RnB, and hiphop, taking place of the once legendary Chance Theater only four blocks down.

The first band to play was the doom metal outfit Grim Exit, utilizing the demonstrably amazing soundsystem to massive effect. Driving bass and drums accented the voice of Laurie Safdie, a wonderful combination of grindcore and stoner metal all in one. You could feel every decibel of the drums as they were hammered to near oblivion. Their sound was rich and heavy and the perfect way to start the night.

After that was the Modern Natives, a band I’ve been excited to see live ever since I saw a clip of them on Insta. Their energy, lyrics, and instrumentation were phenomonal. A three person outfit with drums, guitar, and piano lended a unique sound to the night. Their lyrics were angry trans-anarchy, with two delightful and soulful covers given their distinct and soulful gay tinge.

Touring all the way from Asheville, North Carolina, Cam Girl combined the delightully homoerotic with the intense glitter of glam rock. Each song was, in their own beautiful way, horny and covered in a thin coating of sweat and cum, an energetic declaration of transness and sexual freedom. With precise instrumentation that lined up perfectly to the beautiful neon sign behind them, they were a wonderful headliner for the night.

Finally, the hometown Hudson Valley weird bois Alliteration hit the stage. With their usual combination of intimate rhythym ‘n’ blues and driving hardcore sound, they capped off the night with a cacophony of anarchic joy. In the middle of their set they made a point to thank their fans for staying at a set on odd hours on an odd date until ten at night, and proceeded to play one of their classics “Eat Shit, Fuck Off” in defiance of the recent glut of anti-trans legislation.

Check out all of their Bandcamps and support these beautiful bands. You can see more of the show below, once again courtesy of the wonderful Put Over Photos.

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DS Gallery: NOBRO, Bad Waitress and Carnivore Mommy rock Chicago’s Beat Kitchen (6/10/25)

Canadian badass and fierce punk rockers NOBRO and Bad Waitress teamed up for The Go For Broke Tour, kicking off at Punk Rock Bowling in May before traveling across the United States. Chicago’s own Carnivore Mommy started off the night with a performance nothing short of theatrical. We first featured the in-your-face band last fall […]

Canadian badass and fierce punk rockers NOBRO and Bad Waitress teamed up for The Go For Broke Tour, kicking off at Punk Rock Bowling in May before traveling across the United States.


Chicago’s own Carnivore Mommy started off the night with a performance nothing short of theatrical. We first featured the in-your-face band last fall for H.O.O.F. (Hands Off Our Fest), a Chicago music festival celebrating the women, femmes and thems in punk rock.

On May 25th they released their newest single “Dissonance”, check it out here! Carnivore Mommy is very quickly becoming one of my favorite local bands; see them live and they will be yours, too.




Next up is Canadian punk rock band Bad Waitress, whom I have been dying to see come through Chicago. Aggressive and lively, the band blasted through fan favorites, including “What Do I Want?”, “That Sedative” and “Manners”, plus their newest single “Plan B”. 


Guitarist Katelyn Molgard ricocheted through the crowd and on stage while Kali-Ann Butala sang with unique course-textured vocals, keeping the night of unapologetic rowdy energy alive and well.



Fellow Canadian punk band NOBRO closed the night with their own brand of ferocious femme force. They released their debut full-length album Set Your Pussy Free on October 27th, 2023 via Dine Alone Records to much appraise, winning the 2025 JUNO award for Rock Album of the Year. 



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DS Show Review: The Maine (American Candy Anniversary Show) – New Jersey

After 5 long and rainy days, Wednesday June 11th was the first day of sun in a while. It was 86 degrees and gorgeous outside, a fitting experience to see one of the most bright and vivid albums of the last decade. Emos and fans of the alt-punk genre were anxious to see what is considered […]

After 5 long and rainy days, Wednesday June 11th was the first day of sun in a while. It was 86 degrees and gorgeous outside, a fitting experience to see one of the most bright and vivid albums of the last decade. Emos and fans of the alt-punk genre were anxious to see what is considered to be, a contender for show of the year. The Maine played an underplay concert at House of Independents in Asbury Park, New Jersey. In just 2023 they sold out Irving Plaza in New York City twice (1,200 capacity venue), and this particular venue in New Jersey is only 500 capacity! Seeing such a timeless band in such a small venue alone is cause for celebration. Not to mention this underplay was celebrating 10 years of their album American Candy

The band opened with the record in full. American Candy is one of the most pivotal albums of the 2010’s. The songs translated even better live. Opening with “Miles Away” got everyone in the crowd off their feet and jumping. Deep cuts like the title track and “Same Suit, Different Tie” felt so special to finally see live and the fans reacted in a huge way. They were writing song of the summer before the term even got popular on the internet. Even on the album’s more somber and introspective moments like the devastating “24 Floors” or “Unlost”, there was a sense of joy and hope in the crowd. Everyone was just so happy to be there. This was the most euphoric experience I’ve had at a concert in years. When I walked in the venue, my iPhone had logged 2,000 steps. When I left I was at 14,000 steps. For 3 hours I did not stop moving. Every time I thought I would take it easier, the next song was even more exciting than the last. After the album finished they played some of their greatest hits like “Touch”, “I Think About You All The Time” and “Loved You A Little”. It was an all immersive evening covering almost every record cycle.

The band takes their music very seriously but prefers to have their live shows be lighthearted and up-lifting. Honestly it was refreshing to see a band that just liked having fun on stage. The band interacted with the crowd frequently and would have a dance-off in their mosh pits, talk about their favorite songs between sets, and joke around. Their stage presence while they were performing oozed charisma and playfulness. Even if the band didn’t play a single song, it would be just as fun to watch them interact with the crowd all night.

The set design was also impeccable. I’ve seen hundreds of shows at this venue and usually there’s no production whatsoever. It’s a brick venue below sea-level. Normally DIY hardcore bands or DJs play this place. However, The Maine brought a full LED screen behind them to play videos and album imagery as they performed. The show felt like an amphitheater level performance with the closeness of an intimate club show. What they were able to achieve was astounding and truly unique. It exceeded every expectation I had.

Overall, Dying Scene is thrilled to cover this show. This felt more than just an anniversary celebration for an album by The Maine. It felt like a culmination of the last 10 years of work erupting into one big massive party. I’m aware that some or our readers might be more into the hardcore side of punk or the thrash elements, but we implore you not to write this band off. The reason they play with pop and alternative sounds in their rock is because of how fun it is. This is a band that’s sole purpose is to enjoy life, write good tunes, and enrich the lives of others. Speaking for myself, on June 11th they succeeded their purpose. Long live The Maine!

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Dying Scene Show Review — Brook Pridemore, Mr. Michael Motorcycle, Julio IV, Friends in Real Life — Market Hotel, Brooklyn, NY 6/5/2025

Tucked in a delightful hollow of Bushwick, the Market Hotel is one of the hundred storied and well-known music venues in NYC. You can look out the colonial-style windows to see the M train rattle by as the fading sunlight drips through the dusty glass, the trapezoidal structure of the building making sound echo in […]

Tucked in a delightful hollow of Bushwick, the Market Hotel is one of the hundred storied and well-known music venues in NYC. You can look out the colonial-style windows to see the M train rattle by as the fading sunlight drips through the dusty glass, the trapezoidal structure of the building making sound echo in a unique way. The clamor of voices slowly grew and grew, the high from the loaned joint slowly fading as we waited for the music to start. You could feel the electricity of the crowd, excitement and happiness for the night flitting through the air as the fog machines started pumping vapor into the room.

The first to play was Brook Pridemore, utilizing a mixer and pre-recorded tracks to accompany his vocal performance. He was frenetic, excited, joy at his being onstage evident in every moment. His songs strayed from deeply personal to sardonic comedy, mixing the two to create a wonderful aperitif for the night.


Next was Michael Motorcycle, the first of two musicians to utilize nothing more than an acoustic guitar and his voice. I can only describe him as classic folk punk, his songs delighting in the middlesome elements of life and excoriating the joys of howling at the moon, the crowd eventually following his lead in a cacophony of raised voices.


Penultimately, Julio IV hit the stage, once again with nothing but his sultry, angry voice. His songs revolved around capitalism, the forces that control the monopolized violence of the state, and the unity required to fight them. Personally I have seen some violent mosh pits in my time, but this was the perfect combination of controlled violence and wild worship with a single song interlude about getting cum on your face. Happy Pride Month.

Finally, Friends in Real Life hit the stage. It was pre-empted by a speech from Brooke Pridemore exhorting the crowd to pay attention and listen, describing the events getting a call from Pat about a return to music. What a fuckin’ return it is. Standouts from the set, a straight playing of the eponymous album release (with cassettes still available for purchase) include “Failed Careers,” “Surf Rock Anthem,” and “Retirement Plans.”


The delightful interplay of the two guitars and drums accented the vocal arrangements beautifully, echoing along the angles of the Market Hotel as the circle pit revolved to the driving tune of “May All The Lower Realms Be Empty.” For someone away from the game for so long, the first performance of Friends in Real Life highlights something delightful about music—that no matter how long you’re away from the game, the game will drag you back in.


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