Sunday, March 24, 2019
A couple of weeks ago I took an opportunity to see a local band called No Anger Control. They are probably the most popular punk band in town at the moment and deservedly so. They're great band, no mistaking the obviousness of that fact.The singer, a lady called Tiff Tantrum, is the best front-person this town has seen in more than a decade. As the band readied themselves Tiff addressed the crowd saying "we do this for you!" And then they fired away, drilling their music with skill and precision - short bursts of anthemic songs that incited the crowd to pump their firsts and chant along. However whatever transcendent energy the band was sharing with their audience was not connecting with me. I was left feeling very alienated. This wasn't a contemptuous feeling; I wasn't given anything other than a warm reception by the people I interacted with. The music itself was perhaps a wee too clean for my taste, but it was still enjoyable. What was I missing?