Mayday Parade - Live Review
I arrived not knowing much about Mayday Parade but was very surprised to see fans queuing around the outside of the Ritz and turning left onto Oxford Road. The fan based looked mostly to be young teenagers and not much more above early twenties, which was fine because I was intrigued. All the support bands including Mayday Parade seemed to emerge from the American pop rock scene.
Beautiful Bodies helped us out first and in traditional poetic sense 'boys eat apples until tummy is full’ was true in another sense. At least that's how I used to learn how to spell beautiful. Indeed this was true because the lead female singer was beautiful and to a certain extent the music was, but it was overtaken with the female at the front as the main attraction. Not bad for our opening act. They certainly showed a lot of confidence to the British crowd in front of them, which takes balls.
For me Have Mercy was the main act of the night because after you watched them, all the other acts including Mayday Parade basically followed suit, very much organised predictable arrangements not unfamiliar of the American rock scene. Bands with chiselled looks is very much a substance to a young crowd, and built for success on that alone. I have to admit in contrast to this that they all had the technique down in the arrangements which is very music school. This isn’t a total set back as a critique because in some way, and being a musician also of long standing, I admire good arrangements but not to just fit as a technical device. There is something to be said about the clever students emerging out of such schools in America such as The Drum Institute and Bass guitar version of such schooling, but the point being that you can play paradiddles all day and can be very impressive but that doesn't mean it fits the music...to make it interesting. So invention with the bands playing wasn’t the mainstay of the music but rather it was the showmanship and technique that came fourth on the night. To end this brief analysis I still hold that the house was full and proves again that the real music scene is alive on the circuit and not reflecting the true nature of the music listeners and practitioners who are out there hidden by the rubbish spilt out onto the radio.
Good on yer all the bands on the night to have the balls to get out there live in front of the crowds that love to follow them and their show, their style, their thing man.
Words/Photos: Frederick Apps