Can you say JACKpot??
Last night, [lastfm]The Psychedelic Furs[/lastfm], [lastfm]The Romantics[/lastfm], and [lastfm]X[/lastfm] manifested a concert experience straight out of the 1980’s Los Angeles rock scene. Punks, parents, tramps, vamps, and even one dude rocking a “Flock of Seagulls” haircut showed up to San Manuel Indian Casino to party down (and win a few bucks on the side.)
At 6:30, the doors opened and the crowd rushed inside. Beers in hand and chips in tote, fans of all ages took their seats inside the Yuhaviatam Ballroom as televisions flashed JACKPOT over and over. Anticipation fueled the casino atmosphere. The security guards even took time to socialize, practicing their best thrash dance moves as their badges bobbled in the warm glow of the barroom lights.
Before we tell you about the bands, we know what you really wanna know.
“JACK… how much money did you win in craps?”
Uhh, a million. Yeah, one hot million in cold, cool cash. We didn’t lose sixty bucks on penny slots if that’s what you’re thinking.
Anyway, luck didn’t matter once The Romantics took the stage. As the first act of the night, the four rockers held the responsibility to get the party started. They delivered. Blasting off with blistering harmonica solos amid a fuss and tumble of energetic tunes, The Romantics showed us that an on-again-off-again relationship with adolescent aggression delivers tight and lively excursions through the back alleys of punk rock.
The Romantics – What I Like About You
The second band of the evening was X, a most anticipated event. LA’s quintessential punk rockers weren’t there to play, they were there to experience. Exene channeled the Bride of Frankenstein, howling and ripping her vocal chords as the distorted sounds of yesterdays punk rang truer than it had in a long time. The interplay between the two crooked vocalists laid down the groundwork for the guitars to bleed over one another. Fists pumping, heads banging, adults who were once sitting alongside their quiet cool became screaming fans reliving their punk glory days.
X – Los Angeles
Finally, The Psychedelic Furs took the stage. This is a band that could have easily vanished with the “new age” movement of the 80’s, but The Furs have a live energy that belongs on stage for as long as possible. Acting as the bridge between pop, punk, and alternative music, the musicians grabbed their guitars and showered us in hits. “Love My Way”, “Heaven”, “Ghost In You”… the list goes on. Watching Richard Butler lead the band with his poetry and progressive song-stylings, he had the crowd up and moving in no time. The Furs even got that one guy dressed up as a vampire up and dancing during “Pretty In Pink”. How often do you see that?
The Psychedelic Furs – Love My Way
As the night came to a close, fans made their way back to the casino to drop more coin and reminisce over the past four hours of music. It was a night to remember, one as the marriage of when punk and alternative reigned supreme, drawing crowds of all types to a time when music stretched the background of LA’s riotous rock scene.