American Bang

Woooohooo!  These guys rocked so hard they scared away the top 40 preppy drunkards who’d been trying to get their groove on in stiletto heels that kept getting stuck in the cracks of the cobblestone street prior to their set.  It was actually kind of entertaining to watch while the roadies and members of American Bang finished setting up their gear.  They must have been premeditating “wow, we’re gonna so fuck this place up!”

Because with their blend of hyper-spiked, southern, blues and punk-infused rock, it really was kind of like an explosion when they attacked the stage!  With beautifully polished Gibson guitars that they shredded the hell out of, there’s a reason why these guys have gotten signed to Warner Records, have gotten tons of press over the last few years and are creating a ruckus wherever they play. 

Honestly, I really needed hear something loud, raw and so original that would satisfy my craving for some major bad-assness to get all excited about, so listening to and watching them close down Wall Street was the perfect way to end the rollercoaster ride of my 3^rd night of 2007’s Anti-pop Music Festival.