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Concert review: Flogging Molly@Rainbow Ballroom, 5/26/2011
This was day one of a two-day mega-show marathon (something rare for Fresno), which included Rob Zombie at the Crest Theatre.
Drowning Men: If you told me these guys were locals, I would believe you. I'd wonder why I'd never heard of them before, but ... the San Diego five-piece does mid-tempo indie-dance rock, which seems popular these days, at least in certain parts of the city, and the band has a certain Fresno-esque sound (think Rademacher's bombastic drums) that made them seem familiar. They get bonus points for having (and playing) the theremin. The last third of the set seemed to lag some, though I have a feeling that wouldn't have been the case if I had known the songs.
Flogging Molly: Happiest. Most. Pit. Ever. Once upon a time, there was a swimming pool underneath the Rainbow Ballroom. As a reminder, the floor still has some give when you get enough people jumping up and down and dancing around in unison. Which pretty much describes Flogging Molly's almost-two hour set.
Singer/band leader Dave King shouts "Get your fucking dancing shoes on" and that's what the close-to-sold out (if not completely) crowd did. Obviously the show was high energy. It shocking (and mesmerizing) the amount of balls the band pulls out of the fiddle (or violin), tin whistle, banjo, accordian, etc. Dude pulls a Pete Townsend windmill on the mandolin and makes it look bad-ass. Every song was sing-along epic and the whole thing unfolded with a smiling, happy energy.