To start off the week with a Dropkick Murphy’s show is like starting your Monday with a pint of Guinness and a broken glass across the face. As we rolled past the ticket guy and the ID check I couldn’t help but notice that this was the largest number of smokers I had ever seen outside of the concert. Just walking into the House of Blues in Dallas was no regular event. There were no V-Neck T Shirts, Skinny Jeans, or Hipsters. The crowd was a mixture of 250 lb men with burly beards to straight up punks in spiked jackets. The scene was one for the ages in Dallas that usually has a fakeness at times when good bands come rolling through. There were no fake fans here, this was Dropkick. Another first that I noticed was that this concert had a 33% ratio of fans actually wearing the bands T-Shirt (insert cliché movie quote). The place was packed, like not sold out packed, but like someone sold a few hundred extra tickets and didn’t let anyone know packed. We walked into the show after the last opening band and couldn’t help but notice the place was wall to wall with people. Normally I can mozy my way through to my favorite spot that I always watch my favorite bands, but tonight that was not going to happen. I had to find a place to watch the show and do it fast before all of the smokers came back inside. I found my location on the left side of the stage behind a massive crowd of loyal fans ready to watch some Boston Punk. The lights dimmed and the crowd started cheering as bagpipes started to play. You could feel the crowd getting instantly amped. Then Dropkick walked on stage to loud cheers. The band went right into playing “The Irish Rover.” The show rocked with intense devotion to the fans, the music, and the Irish. After about 10 songs and lots hard riffs the band decided to take it down a notch and play a few songs acoustically. I have to say this was a great change of pace for a concert. Lots of drinking and loud singing came bellowing out as they started the acoustic set with “The Warriors Code.” Definitely an epic moment and an awesome scene. Then the band amped it up again with “I’m Shipping Up To Boston” and the band started letting fans on stage. Not just a few fans, but the entire stage was covered to point that you couldn’t even see the drummer. Finally the band finished it off with “Kiss Me, I’m Shitfaced.” As the show finished, many fans wanted more while many fans were getting another T-Shirt at the Merch Table. Final Note, Dropkick Murphy’s have some loyal a** fans.
Dallas, TX resident that has traveled all over the world from Hong Kong, Paris, London, Dublin, Barcelona, Ibiza, Berlin, Prague, you name it. During my travels I have grown to love the arts and a real appreciation that an artist does whether it is in music, painting, spoken word, acting, the whole gambit. Therefore I am a veteran of all things music and entertainment. I even worked for South by South West for over 4 years. So my articles on Rattle and Hum will be about my travels and opinions about the various arts. After attending nearly 300+ concerts in my time I have seen bands such as Wolfmother in a small 20 person venue when they debuted at SXSW, to crashing in the pit for Rage Against The Machine with the Roots opening, to attending the secret show for The Flaming Lips concert at SXSW, to sneaking into the back for The Red Hot Chili Peppers show in London, to thrashing in a mosh pit at Five Finger Death Punch. I live for the music and breath the emotion that the music exhales. So please take some time and read up on my weekly outings and thoughts on all things music and entertainment. Thanks - Troby
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