Whatever, I know the big show Friday night was KISS at the Bell Centre, but The Adicts’ performance was pretty impressive, too, guys. There weren’t any fireworks or extreme pyrotechnics, but there was lots and lots of confetti, loud instruments, and solid talent. Also… there was makeup, ya know, so… it was pretty much the same show as KISS, really, just in a much smaller and intimate venue, an environment and setting that I find to be so much more cordial and powerful.
Boy oh BOIDS were they a good choice for an opening act for The Adicts who performed at L’Astral Friday night. Although the crowd only really started growing toward the end of their set, BOIDS delivered a solid and very entertaining performance, a performance that deserved a much better response from the crowd than the one I felt they got. These guys were charismatic, engaging, possessed a strong sense of musicianship, and did a pretty gosh darn fuckin’ good job blasting out the punk rock vibes for the night’s main event.
Promoting their upcoming album that is scheduled for launch in the fall of 2019, BOIDS played old songs and new songs, including “I Wanna Get Fixed.” Instrumentally talented and visually entertaining, BOIDS is a band whose exposure and following I hope continues to grow.
The Adicts fans were fiending. Finally, the lights went down, the Adicts’ backdrop flag lit up, and a recording of Gioachino Rossini’s “William Tell Overture” welcomed all but one of The Adicts boys on stage. Standing atop and balancing on his drum stool and kick drum, Kid Dee was already entertaining the audience. After a short period of continuing to build anticipation, the instrumentalists busted into the heavy-hitting “Let’s Go,” where frontman Keith “Monkey” Warren snuck over to centre stage, covered by a cape, to then expose his very flashy and joker-like white, polka dot suit to a crowd of raging fans. The moshing commenced, and loads of confetti followed. Going straight into “Joker In The Pack,” Monkey spun playing cards into the crowd as he slithered and danced like a creeping prankster. Dangling monkey toys over the many hands that reached up to him and spinning a light umbrella that eventually opened up to explode more confetti into the air, the insidious frontman had many tricks up his sleeve.
Six or seven songs including “And It Was So,” “Numbers,” “Troubadour,” and “I Am Yours” were played one after the other before the band stopped to greet the audience. Discovering that a bra was thrown on stage, Monkey modelled it for us, a classic frontman move, before easing into “Angel.” Other than the microphone cutting out at times, the sound performance quality was strong and crisp, the musicianship and band cohesion was endearing, and the level of entertainment that Monkey unleashed was jaw-dropping. Honestly, I didn’t really know what I was getting myself into by attending this show, but I left it with a newly discovered appreciation for an incredibly talented and entertaining band. Their very anthemic songs are very capable of getting a party revved up, and they did just that on Friday night.
Monkey’s makeup and attire peeled and deteriorated throughout the night. By the end of the show, half of his makeup had run off his face and half of his outfit was ripped up and in the hands of ecstatic audience members. Pouring water onto fan faces while playing “Singin’ in the Rain” and beer onto fan faces during “Who Spilt My Beer?,” the members of the crowd were very much part of the show, and participated in the fucking up of things, especially during the very encouraging song to do so, “Fuck It Up.”
It was a show that just when you thought it was over, the wild boys continued to play. The setlist eventually stopped after twenty-four songs, the last four being “Bad Boy,” “Gimme Something To Do,” their big hit “Viva La Revolution,” and a cover of Rodger & Hammerstein’s “You’ll Never Walk Alone,” a song performance that included all band members dancing and waving goodnight on stage, as well as a myriad of confetti, balloons, and beach balls flying around the venue. As he hugged and took photos with his fans, Monkey’s very heartfelt moments with the audience was a very endearing sight and heartwarming way to close the show.
Written by Keenan Kerr
Photography by Michael Kovacs
*edited by Mike Milito