An Evening with Rival Sons
Since I was a kid I’ve been jealous of anyone who could share a story about the time they went to see bands like Led Zeppelin. I had accepted the notion that the glory days of rock & roll were faded, that modern bands lacked the originality and vigor of the days of the Golden God. I was mistaken. Rival Sons have given new life to my understanding of the genre.
We live in a time where it’s hard to find even an acoustic drum track on the radio. Male voices with any kind of intensity and range, especially within the realm of rock, are few and far between. But on May 11, 2015 at the Paradise Rock Club in Boston, crammed into standing room only and fighting to see around the massive support pillars of the venue, the Rival Sons baptised the whole audience in a bath of the real. Backed by a a phenomenal rythym section, Jay Buchanan’s voice was relentless. He wailed perpetually on past any logical point of breaking, and when I thought he couldn’t keep going, he only increased cries that were nothing short of pitch perfect. His emotions shown on his whole body, with hands continually outstretched to the audience as if giving sermon. Like a peacock or a diva he strutted around stage, but seamingly lost in either himself, the music or the moment. I had no doubt that he would give the same effort with no audience.
Scott Holiday lived up to his guitarplanet.eu title of Guitarist of the Year. Backed by a mountain of Orange and an assured stage presence, he was flawless. Pioneering the way for the JetSlide, he created sounds and solo combinations that might be brand new to the instrument. Most importantly he solidified yet another epic duo of rock n’ rollers to add to the likes of, May and Mercury, Daltrey and Townshend, or Page and Plant.
While I might still wonder what it would be like to make it to a Led Zeppelin, Queen, or the Who show, I will no longer wonder what it is like to stand in the presence of legends. Rock & Roll might have faded from the modern playlists of the radio, but the Rival Sons have proven that it is anything but dead. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if the Rival Sons had it in them to pave the way for a revival of the genre.