Early punk-rock garage vibes ooze as the Oklahoma band coolly stride into the club wearing all-black attire, with the exception of vocalist Ryan Lyndseys’ red cap and bass player, Penny Pitchlyns’ light denim sleeveless waist jacket.
They are accompanied by their friends, who look equally rocked out and are conspicuous due to their much older appearances; contrasting the students and younger rockers in the club. These guys look like they’ve had far more experience in the rock world. There is a diverse range of ages tonight. The venues popularity with the locally educated and the young support acts Hank and Ivory Waves is the reason for the diversity, however BRONCHO’s large appeal gets most of the credit.
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These two new acts from the UK are a welcome addition and great appetisers of the evening. The indie mood is well established by the time BRONCHO get their turn. They emerge from the club basement doors and head towards the stage and their strong presence is hard to ignore.
Everyone’s fixated on them and are ready for the opening. But it’s an eagerly awaited first song as Ryan Lyndsey is unable to release the microphone from the stand for a good few minutes, leaving the strum of the electric guitar lingering for a while. Finally, they are all ready and they’re electric. They play their first song ‘Fantasy Boy’s’ and it’s sexy and heady. Nostalgic young teenage angst is omnipresent throughout the club.
What is most notable and remarkable about watching the band perform live is their huge up-shift in rock. In their music videos and songs they have a lighter punk-rock image, but this live performance showcases them as something darker, sleazier and sexier.
There is a real 1960’s hippy atmosphere from the get-go and a moment of rebellious rowdiness occurs a quarter way through their set when a mosh-pit forms in the middle of the tiny basement. Youngsters are pushing and shoving around to the sounds of ‘It’s On’.
The rest of the night is made up of wonderfully noisy guitars, heavy bass, headiness and dancing until they close the night with their iconic song ‘Class Historian’; a perfect finish to an exceptional live performance.
Chewing gum throughout his whole performance, Ryan Lyndsey has always been unique with his diction, but it is barely recogniseable tonight. His vocals sound muffled and incoherent, and the only recogniseable sounds are the instruments and catchy riffs from their most popular songs. This aside the band remain quirky and at times quite brilliant. In one word – idiosyncratic. A band certainly on the up-and-up and should be an addition on everyones bucket list to see them live