Led by shaggy-haired Bardo Martinez, this quartet produces soulful concoctions with a flair for Latino tunage. Their sound is funky-soothing and aphrodisiac-like, their presence feels like a throwback to a time of awesome, and their fans fucking dig it!
For three days Atlanta lived and breathed music. For three days all the worries were left behind, and Shaky Knees brought the city together for the love of tunes.
The boys of Skeletonwitch surpass what you’d expect at a death-metal showing. Yes, they have the long hair, scruffy beards, patched-up vests, and bad-ass guitars. However, additionally, they possess a flair for conjuring up a perception that as the show carried on, nothing else mattered!
Navigating the dais side to side, far and wide, this peroxide-blonde Englishman makes it a point to visit every angle and get close to his lucky fans in the front. Musically, the notes are tight, and the rock-star idiosyncrasies come by the ton.
Ultimately, Hollywood Undead is as lively as a concert gets. Raw energy floods throughout, the California quintet tear down the roof and set the bar high for live showmanship.
Whether it’s a heartfelt rendition of classic “Glycerine” or Rossdale jumping onto a horde of aficionados, BUSH’s spectacle is a steady display of rock-n-roll in its purest form. They’re simply a must-see act.
