My Iron Lung (San Diego, CA), Major League (Mantua, NJ), Hands Like Houses (Canberra, Australia), Beartooth (Columbus, OH), and Silverstein (Burlington, Ontario, Canada)
January 30th, 2015
House of Blues in West Hollywood, CA
Adding to the list of incredible bands celebrating 10 years of an incredible album is Silverstein. “Discovering the Waterfront” turns 10 this year so they decided to hit the road with My Iron Lung, Major League, Hands Like Houses, and Beartooth. They hit the House of Blues in West Hollywood last night for a sold out show that left the crowd drenched in sweat but incredibly happy. Friday LA traffic stood in the way of me catching My Iron Lung and though I tried my hardest to make it I walked into the venue just as Major League was beginning to play. Their set flew by quickly but the crowd savored every moment while it lasted. Hands Like Houses took the stage by storm even thought frontman Trenton Smith was sick. In his aid came Brent Walsh from I the Mighty, Jonathan Wolfe from The Hollowed, and one other guest (whose name I can’t remember) to help on vocal duties. Between hilarious stage antics and guest after guest these guys put on an excellent performance as usual. Beartooth was a band I had heard a lot about but hadn’t seen yet. I’m so bummed it took me so long to finally make it happen. These guys are a force to be reckoned with on stage and off. Guitarist Kam Bradbury made it a point to elicit the best crowd response he could as he adventured into the crowd and onto and off every speaker he could find. I won’t miss these guys the next time they’re in town and neither should you. Finally, Silverstein made their way on stage and the crowd practically erupted. I even stopped a few times to watch what I was capturing without my lens. Silverstein is a band that thrives in a live setting and everything the guys do on stage is super fun to watch. The crowd when not busy jumping into the pit was singing as loud as they could with fists in the air especially during “Smile in Your Sleep,” “Discovering the Waterfront,” and “My Heroine.” The only thing flowing more freely than sweat was everybody’s feels. If you left the venue drenched in sweat with a smile on your face you knew you did it right.