Never again will you feel as much love and excitement in a less than 100 capacity room as you will on the night that Beach Slang grace the Hug and Pint stage; the air is totally electric as everyone knows they’re about to be part of something special.
Beach Slang promise big things, not only with their staunch punk anthems, the incredible hype surrounding them or the fact that the four-piece have just been announced to play Primavera this summer.
Local support The Pooches offer up a slow, dreamy, melodic sound with a tight and succinct performance; their lyrics follow through a temperate beat and they keep it simple.
One particular highlight in their set is a faster song that lists the things you should do if you want to be considered hardcore.
A dash of the satirical mixed with the smooth, nostalgic pop proves that they are a well-rounded band who have plenty to offer.
Petal frontwoman, Kiley Lotz, performs under the moniker alone tonight and her set showcases her dulcet vocals.
While an acoustic guitar would have been an expectant touch for a stripped down set, that is not the case in this instance.
She plays with an electric guitar and the combination of louder reverb and echo in her vocals seems to take it to another level.
Her performance is sincere and heartfelt, leaving you pining to see what the capability would be for a full band performance if the bar is set this high with only one person.
When Beach Slang is on stage, frontman James Alex promises to deliver a “wild, loose, sloppy little hurricane,” which he and the band certainly deliver.
Between a heap of cultural references, the band kick out an amass of songs from their small, but clearly well loved, catalogue.
The majority of the songs come from their debut album, The Things We Do To Find People Who Feel Like Us, which is a brazen call for connection in a haze of alcohol, drugs and straight up rock ‘n’ roll.
In testament to this, there is no shortage of crowd involvement as there are a few embraces between the band and members of the crowd – one particularly lucky fellow is welcomed up onstage to join the band for their rendition of Jawbreaker’s ‘Boxcar’.
Alex takes place towards the back of the stage, letting the crowd member be front and centre at the mic, but joins him when his memory fails on the lyrics.
Another poignant moment comes when Alex takes to his own to sing ‘Too Late To Die Young’, a welcome serenading calm in the middle of the hurricane.
Heart and charisma are something that Beach Slang have in abundance, they have a genuine nature in their personalities as well as their playing that show they are just happy to be here, and people knowing the words to their songs in a city miles away from home is just a bonus.
They play like this one performance means everything to them; as if the world could end tomorrow and this is the last chance they have to give it all they’ve got.
We too are informed during the set that the band will be back in Glasgow this June, however a specific date and venue have not been settled on.
Seeing Beach Slang is a cathartic, punchy, brilliant, ludicrous as well hilarious, heart-warming part-open conversation, part-live music performance, sometimes-comedy show, all-round love fest that you’ll not want to miss out a second time around.
They max out their setlist and begin taking requests, as well as covers from pretty much any band you can think of.
When Alex goes to get another bottle of “sweet elixir”, we are treated to guitarist Ruben Gallego’s snippets impressive riffs; from Guns ‘n’ Roses to Bright Eyes to songs by their favourite punk bands, no stone is left unturned.
Displayed is the band’s abundant talent, whether it is their instrumental skill, impassioned stage presence or their transcendent lyricism.
By default, the set runs over time, clocking in at over an hour and a half, but it is worth every second.
Words: Alisa Wylie