Friday, June 18, 2010

2 AM Club Played Rickshaw Stop - Pictures, Review

It should be remembered (seriously, people) that the sordid history of rock and roll was built on the backs of sixteen year old girls. Whether they be screaming for Elvis, fainting for The Beatles, or giving hummers to The Stones (okay, hopefully those girls weren't sixteen), the praises of the young ladies have always gone hand in hand with great rock and roll. So it was that we stumbled into the Rickshaw Stop on Monday night to see just what was happening with 2 AM Club.

Describing the band is a bit of an enigma, as they seem to fall somewhere squarely in the middle of everything. They're not sacharine enough to be a New Kids or Backstreet knockoff, but they also aren't edgy enough to come across as a genuine rock band. Instead, they rest comfortably in the realm of a band who are adept at their instruments and give a solid, if a bit contrived, performance.

Regardless of where you want to place them in the genre spectrum, you can definitely be sure of one thing: these guys can sell some fucking tickets. The room at Rickshaw was packed to the gills, most notably with that ever-important demographic: the sixteen year old girl. There, pushing to the front, screaming, raving, and loving the tunes.

And really, that's what it comes down to: We're not sure exactly how we feel about 2 AM Club: Will they be the next Maroon 5? It seems possible. The vibe in the room was that of a band that was about to explode. Granted, it was a band with choreographed dance moves, but if you think Jagger doesn't choreograph his shit, then you're just naive. What we do know is this: they got a room of people jumping out of their skins about what they were hearing, and that's something we can support with reckless abandon.

Photos by Rick Audet

Many more photos at the HAD Archive