This week, the Amsterdam Bar and Hall hosted three diverse and equally brilliant acts: vintage rocker Micky James, the stoner drone of Welles, and all-female punk band the Regrettes. It made for an entertaining night of dancing, singing, and fun.
Oh, Micky, You’re so Fine!
Opener Micky James can be described in four words: suede, sass, sparkles, and spunk.
He brought the charisma and charm that you hope for in an opening band, prancing around and covering the surface of the entire stage. Most members wore suede shirts (with Micky in a dazzling leather jacket) and the set was filled with dramatic pauses and catchy melodies.
Although there were maybe 40 people in the audience during their set, he performed as if there were 40,000,000, his Freddie Mercury-inspired vibe provoking quite a bit of movement from the audience. His ability to draw eager participation from a crowd largely unfamiliar with his work was quite an accomplishment.
All’s Welles that Ends Welles
I was nervous for the next band since Micky James had set the bar pretty high, and I knew that Welles has more mellow tone than the upbeat rhythms that had preceded them.
After only a few seconds of their set, it was made clear that these guys were stoned out of their minds. Though maybe it was not entirely professional, it definitely added a warming level of authenticity to their grungey garage band feel.
I’m pretty sure Welles frontman spent most of the night trying to find out how he got there, but, if anything, it was entertaining.
This guy was tweaking hard, between the twitchy eyes, limp thumbs-up between songs, and puns about donuts, I was getting major “Totally Kyle” vibes. But, all-in-all, it created a very friendly and welcoming kind of space.
Their music was fine, but I found myself focusing more on their mannerisms. They didn’t seem to take the band too seriously, almost poking fun at themselves with mild monotoned sarcasm and lighthearted fun.
“You guys like rock n’ roll?”
“Cool! This song is called rock n’ roll!”
The crowd responded in a positive manner and continued to listen and watch intently, taking each moment in.
Overall, they made for an easy transition between the theatrical pop from Micky James and the gritty in-your-face punk anthems to come from The Regrettes.
I Think I Love You (But then I Think YES Way)
I honestly went to this show because my friend wanted someone to go with her. I didn’t do my research beforehand, and I approached it in a very neutral fashion.
All it took was one guitar strum and I was immediately hooked.
If you’re looking for a badass, female-fronted punk group sure to provide you with an infinite amount of sass and confidence, look no further, The Regrettes are exactly what you need.
They were explosive from the start and as they belted out the words (with harmonies!) to songs like “California Friends,” the Regrettes had everyone’s attention. It became increasingly difficult to maneuver throughout the venue as fans poured in towards the stage.
At one point, frontwoman Lydia Night asked audience members to start a circle pit, which at first I found odd for their style of music, though shortly after it made much more sense.
Later on, she called for yet another one, this one, however, was exclusively meant for the women in the room. This concept was bold, innovative, and just plain exciting. Perhaps she made history with that move, who knows?
To make things even more impressive, The Regrettes members are all only about eighteen. I was blown away by the sophistication in their sound, their lyrics, and their demeanor.
What a phenomenal, in-your-face, high-quality punk group, that is sure to move up in the industry with efficiency and ease!
Stay updated on what The Regrettes are doing here. You don’t want to sleep on this unique and talented powerhouse of a group!