RANCID Live at Revolution
Ft.Lauderdale, FL | July 21st, 2006
By Amy Lou Donati
At about 8 p.m., after the air had just barely settled after the previous bands played their sets, about 100 more people filed in to the club to see their beloved East Bay punks Rancid play. I myself was in that "night time arrivals" group, along with my partner-in-crime Outloud photographer Rafael Perez III. As we squeezed into the crowded main room, there was virtually no space to stand, let alone walk freely. The air was thick and humid, like the concrete swampland that is South Florida. Our sweat mingled with other people's sweat, as the anticipation of being at a Rancid show began to take over.
Seconds before the boys graced the stage, the crowd began a loud chant "Rancid! Rancid! Rancid!" The first band member to appear was drummer Brett Reed, and steps behind him emerged guitarist/singer Tim Armstrong, clad in trademark bandana and fedora hat. The crowd went WILD!
Suddenly, as if the intensity couldn't get any stronger, singer/guitarist Lars Fredriksen and bassist Matt Freeman jumped onstageóLars in full 1977 Gutter attire and bleached spikes and beside him, genius bass man Matt Freeman with his greaser/punk and roll threads. Rancid then broke into song.
They played classics from their self-titled LP, "Let's Go," and a lot of songs from their "...And out come the wolves" LP. To our pleasant surprise, they even played the Operation Ivy song "Big City" and other oldies (a treat for any old-school punk).
The pit was utterly insane, but we couldn't resist being front stage and amidst the chaos. It was hard to breathe, but I still managed to scream for the two hours or so that they played. The unity was abundant, as fans picked one another up after falling on the sticky pit floor while shoving violently forward.
In front of a projection screen showing images of impending war, anarchy rioting and other revolutionary images Rancid blared through songs like "Time Bomb," "Hooligans," "52nd and Broadway," "Automatic," "The way I feel about you", and other punk rock masterpieces.
Overall, I'd definitely say no one left wanting more. Rancid came across as the finely tuned street punk rock machine and ahead-of-their-time musical visionaries they always were. Fully tapping into the depths of Ska, Street Punk, Reggae, Rock Steady, anarcho-punk, rock n roll and even some Oi! Music, Rancid still remains an in-your-face band that never fails to remind us all that PUNX NOT DEAD. Cheers!
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