Capsule Review: THE DRUMS (2012-04-26 @ The Phoenix)
Writing a review of one’s favourite band is always a hard thing to do. Separating your love and excitement from information and facts, while at the same time painting a picture for your readers of the show you just saw is quite difficult – you want to do justice, but you can’t find the words to explain. This is how I feel writing about THE DRUMS.
This all-male cast hailing from Brooklyn, NY played to a packed house at The Phoenix on the night in question, but rest assured and keep reading: this isn’t your typical boy-band.
Touring with their new album Portamento – which they released in late 2011 – THE DRUMS serenaded the crowd in a very nonchalant style. Opening the show with What You Were and Best Friend, lead singer Jonathan Pierce did his ‘thang’ up on stage with his hipster bowl haircut and erratic dance movements as the band backed his vocals, not missing a beat.
One thing I noticed about this indie pop band’s new album is the writing style. Coming off their first EP Summertime!, which was chalked-full of more fun, beach-inspired tunes, the band made the switch to a more honest and open lyric style, singing about life experiences and things that can resonate with us.
Continuing the show with Money and I Need A Doctor – both new songs – there wasn’t a body in the eclectic audience not moving. Everyone was trying to imitate Pierce’s unique dance style, myself included; guilty as charged. When they played How It Ended it was clear that each of the songs off Portamento had history and was likely inspired by their own personal life experiences – a sign that these boys are growing up, and thankfully I feel like I’ve been part of the ride right from the beginning.
They closed the show with a hit called Days Go By only to be summoned back out by hundreds of cheering fans for an encore – and how could they say no, they hadn’t played the song everyone came to hear: Let’s Go Surfing.
All in all, despite the fact that the only thing to watch out of five guys up on stage was the swaying hips of a lead singer (which is never a bad things in my books), THE DRUMS rocked The Phoenix with a little taste of the beach, and left behind the hope for a wicked summer after a brutal winter. Keep it up boys!
- Photos by DAVID MARSKELL