Starting with a pleasant pop/punk formula similar to the Buzzcocks and adding a flavoring of Dino Jr-esque guitar noise, Ireland’s Ash are a band on the move.
Mediocre oh-so trendy pop punk dreck by three L.A. musicians, who, five years ago, would’ve been a lipstick and spandex faux metal scam called Wyld Hairdeux.
La Gritona are one of Boston’s few good bands, easily levitating over the usual indie swill and three-chord power-pop pablum. Too bad this was their last show.
Sirensong wasn’t my thing. I could hear that the singer hit all her notes. Yes, they had a solid drummer. But it sounded like the same song three times.