…the crowd was losing their minds, all knowing that NOFX hardly ever comes to Boston and that we were all very lucky to be there for this very rare event.
You could feel the excitement. Throughout Boston’s Lansdowne Street’s bars, young and old punks alike were pre-gaming before the NOFX show at the House of Blues that took place on Friday, November 29th. Every experienced concert goer knows that you’ve gotta get your fill of cheap beers in at the dive bar before drinking at the corporate priced level. I opted to skip watching the two opening acts The F.U’s and The Implants. No offense to the first two bands. I’m sure they’re nice people but I just wasn’t interested. I got inside a few minutes before NOFX took the stage, giving myself enough time to grab a PBR and make a visit to the mens room. As the crowd chanted “NOFX“, they took the stage like punk rock gods. With their guitarist Eric Melvin stepping out first, welcoming the crowd sporting his signature look of white boy dread locks and shirtless. Then lead guitarist El Hefe, drummer Eric Sandin and then trailing the pack, lead singer and bassist, Fat Mike took the stage. At this point the crowd was losing their minds, all knowing that NOFX hardly ever comes to Boston and that we were all very lucky to be there for this very rare event.
It felt as if a bomb of excitement went off in the club.
With Boston being their first stop on the tour, I was a little unsure of what kind of show we were all going to get. It was a strong possibility they’d come out a little too drunk, not putting much effort in their performance, as they have been known to do in the past. That was not the case on that night. They sounded fantastic playing classic hits like “Dinosaurs Will Die” and “Bob“, to newer songs like “72 Hookers“. Then right around the middle of the show, and for the first time ever to be performed in Boston, they played their punk masterpiece “The Decline” in its entirety. It felt as if a bomb of excitement went off in the club. The 18 minute song was played with almost perfection. The crowd certainly didn’t expect it to be perfect, I mean this is NOFX we’re talking about. After “The Decline“, the band jumped right into “Eat the Meek” and of course, “Straight Outta Massachusetts“; A song I’m sure Fat Mike might feel obligated to play representing his Newton, Ma roots where he lived till he was about 5 or 6 years old.
With the encore they saved the best for last playing “Separation of Church and Skate“, “Stickin’ in My Eye“, “Bottles to the Ground“, and ended with “Kill All The White Man” with El Hefe killing it on the trumpet. While the crowd spilled onto Lansdowne Street, drunk and half deaf, we all left reassured that NOFX still got it after all these years. After a time span of 30 years and always sticking to their punk roots of never signing onto a major record label, the band has remained loyal to their music beliefs and their fans will always remain loyal to them in return.
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