November 13, 2009

Deceptive bugger this. You’re sucked into a state of tranquility as you listen to the traditional intro of Egan’s Polka – you picture yourself in the warm environs of a pub on the west coast of Ireland, nursing a Guinness, warming yourself on the blazing peat fire. That tranquility doesn’t last long as the pub door is kicked open by a bunch of heavily tattooed, Irish-American thugs who start to beat you hard about the head with the loudest guitars you’ve ever hears. All while the ceili band keeps playing. For fans of Dropkick Murphys, The Pubcrawlers, Flatfoot 56 and loud, aggressive music in general.