Written By: Eric Sperrazza | Photographed By: Christina Cosenza

There are some bands that, to truly know them, you must see live. Take KISS as an example; they were on the verge of losing their record deal because, although they played sold-out shows on the road, they simply couldn’t move albums. Then, “KISS: Alive!” debuted. An album that truly captured the audible experience of the band’s tour de force performance, it stands as one of their best-selling albums to this day. The same can be said for bands like The Ramones or Queen. You truly can’t understand their brilliance until you’ve seen them perform in person. Today, another band can be officially added to that list, and that band is Taking Back Sunday.

Taking Back Sunday was birthed in 1999 on Long Island, New York. Living neatly between the lines of post-hardcore and emo punk, you could feel the strings snapping on their guitars with their hard-hit chords, all while their lyrics dripped with passion. Their debut album,  Tell All Your Friends, became a must-own LP in the feverishly growing emo scene. Taking Back Sunday has undergone several lineup changes but has maintained a consistent presence in the alternative music world, releasing several successful albums and building a rabid fanbase. But, beyond all of it, there is something deeper with the band than just being a standout in the early 2000’s emo explosion. More than identifiable emotional lyrics that reach into the souls of so many. More than a scandalous feud with Brand New. There is something that must be seen.

On Friday, Taking Back Sunday stopped off at The Fillmore with special guests, Citizen, to give Philadelphia the chance to experience their particular je ne sais quoi for themselves. With over 45 stops on the North American leg of their tour alone, the band has been riding high since the release of their latest album, 152. The Filmore, filled up practically to capacity, had a steam-powered vibration that was palpable, with a suspense in the air that this powder keg could soon go off at any moment.

Citizen set the pace first, starting at about 8:00 p.m. The band, Mat Kerekes (vocals), Nick Hamm (lead guitar), Eric Hamm (bass), Mason Mercer (rhythm guitar), and Ben Russin (drums), took to the stage and immediately ripped into the song, ‘I Want to Kill You.” From that point on, Citizen put on a clinic in managing the delicate high-wire balancing act of Emo Post-Punk and good old-fashioned Detroit Rock. From tracks like “Hyper Trophy” and “Blue Sunday” to the fan-dedicated “The Night I Drove Alone,” Citizen was an opening act that put on a main event performance.

Through the blue-lit smokey stage arrived Taking Back Sunday, as John Nolan (guitar/keyboards), Shaun Cooper (bass), Mark O’Connell (drums), and Adam Lazzara (vocals) took to their spots. Exploding with the force of a typhoon into S’Old, the band lit that powder keg in the room, and suddenly what made them special was clear. Through a setlist of classics like “Cute Without The E” with additions from their new LPs like Amphetamine Smiles and Lightbringer, what was evident was the tribe that was whipped up into frenzy—from all walks of life and even different social cliques! In unity of exaltation, they hung onto every second, while Lazzara spun and glided up and down the steps onstage and from corner to corner. And if that weren’t enough, while Lazarra commanded the stage, possessed by the ghost of the late Freddie Mercury, his mic work would have put Gogo of the “Kill Bill” saga to shame. They wrapped the night up with the hit “MakeDamnSure,” sending every now-exhausted fan to stumble out adorning relieved and satisfied smiles.

A true highlight was the new single off the 152 album, “The One.” If it was possible for one song to take a theater-sized crowd and magically make them feel like they were participating in an arena anthem at Wembley, it was this moment. Proof that you can be uplifted and inspired at an Emo show!

And that was it. That is what sets them apart. To see that band is to both feel the energy they create and be thoroughly and visually entertained, but all the while doing so within this tribe. That is the beauty and the legacy of Taking Back Sunday.

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Written by: Nick Hopton and Photographed by Michael Greco

As the lights dimmed in the heart of Philadelphia, the air thick with the smell of overpriced beer and rarely washed denim, we felt the weight of life lift off of our shoulders, if only for a little while. Frank Turner and his band of Sleeping Souls ended their Undefeated Tour of 2024 in our city, promising an evening that would resonate deeply with every lost soul fortunate enough to find their way. Standing amid a sea of fans as I had many times before, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of being at home…. connected by a shared passion for a sound that defies the boundaries of genre and generation.

Show 2097 was about to begin.

As we gathered at The Fillmore Philadelphia, the venue itself seemed to pulse with the energy of anticipation. The newer yet somehow historic charm of The Fillmore set a perfect backdrop for the evening to come. The doors opened at 5:30 PM, ushering in a diverse crowd, from eager teenagers experiencing their first concert to seasoned punks who have been through hell and back. Each person’s excitement added to the collective buzz, making the air electric with pre-show wonder.

The venue’s layout, with its own excellent acoustics and intimate setting, promised that every attendee would feel the raw energy of Turner’s performance, no matter where they stood. Amigo The Devil, Bridge City Sinners, and Micah Schnabel & Vanessa Jean Speckman took the stage in the earlier hours and owned it in their own right, each more than capable of headlining their tours. The crowd’s chatter turned into cheers with each passing moment, setting the tone for what was to come. It was a gathering of love, ire, and song. The final stop on the tour.

At 9:15, Frank Turner took the stage. The atmosphere shifted palpably, charged with an electric anticipation that only his performances could elicit. Opening with new fan favorites “No Thank You For The Music” and “Girl From The Record Shop” from his latest album, the crowd was instantly captivated, singing along to every word, their voices a unified chorus in the hot as-hell Philadelphia night. The real sing-alongs began directly after as “Get Better”, “Recovery” and “Try This At Home” damn near blew the chandeliers off the ceiling. Turner’s ability to blend heartfelt lyrics with soaring, electric songwriting was on full display, creating an opening that was both emotive and exhilarating like a tornado of emotion. You knew damn well where you were at…and it wasn’t Kansas anymore.

As the night progressed, the energy surged as Turner and his band launched into rousing epics “I Am Disappeared,” “Haven’t Been Doing So Well,” and the always massive singalong “Polaroid Picture”. Two highly emotional tracks followed, “Ceasefire” and “A Wave Across The Bay” which damn near brought the entire room into a sea of tears from the inspiration they carry. The connection between Turner and the audience deepened with every passing moment, each song acting as a cathartic release for both the artist and his fans.

As the show progressed, one singalong after another in a massive 25-song set, and the night drew to a close, Turner’s performance of “Photosynthesis” was a standout, embodying the spirit of defiance and renewal that his music champions. The crowd’s enthusiastic participation, shouting back “I won’t sit down, and I won’t shut up, and most of all I will not grow up” was a reminder of resilience in the wake of shit that life will throw at you, and to always be you. A quick break ushered in a 4 song encore featuring “Undefeated”, “If Ever I Stray,” and “I Still Believe,” closing the night out with the riot dance anthem “Four Simple Words.”

Being the eighth time I’ve seen him live, I can say that no Frank Turner show is the same. Always different emotions, and different themes of the night. Reflecting on the Undefeated tour, especially the unforgettable evening in Philadelphia, this felt more raw. More heartfelt and to the point, no cherry on top of the melted structure of life we once knew and loved. He spoke often about how fucked up things have been and continue to become over the past few years. He’s right when he says that we don’t open up and truly talk about where we are and the shit we’ve been through. But the one unifying thing we do have…is this. This synergy between his thoughts written on paper then conjured into a release, and the palpable enthusiasm from the audience united in the transformative and healing power of live music. Turner’s ability to connect through his heartfelt lyrics and energetic performances, coupled with the engagement and shared passion of the fans, created moments that transcended the boundaries of the event, leaving lasting memories and a deep sense of community among those present. We don’t have many things we agree on anymore. Nights like these are a reminder that we still can have hope to remedy that.

The significance of this tour goes beyond the confines of The Fillmore, weaving into the fabric of the attendees’ lives a tapestry of musical fervor, collective joy, and the enduring human connection that music fosters. As we look back on that night, the experience serves as a vivid reminder of music’s role in shaping our narratives, keeping them true, and enduring through the storm. This tour not only celebrated Frank Turner’s artistry but also the communal spirit of his fans, highlighting the enduring impact of gathering in appreciation of music that speaks to the soul.

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Once you hear his name, you can’t help but think of his grandfather, Bob Marley; however, Skip Marley is his own musician, his own person, and he’s ready to tell his story. Tonight, Skip will be gracing the stage at The Foundry in Philadelphia.

As we all know, he grew up in a musical family, in Jamaica. In an email interview we conducted, he confirmed, “Yes, I grew up in a very musical family, so it was always present from my earliest memories. It must have had a major impact on my life because I chose a musical path too.”

That musical path is a famous one in their family including Damien Marley, Ziggy Marley, Skip Marley, and of course, Bob Marley. Growing up in such a musical family and knowing you have such big shoes to fill can kind of be intimidating. But Skip nonchalantly explained, “Some people who knew him well think of my grandfather when they hear my first name! Bob Marley is an icon, so I’m humbled to walk in his footsteps and bear his name. I’m blessed to grow from such loving and musical roots.”

Skip‘s music doesn’t have a name, but he aims to create it with positivity. “For a song to be successful, the vibe has to be there. The song has to connect with the singer, and the singer has to connect with instruments, and the producer has to connect with the whole arrangement. That type of vibe usually translates to a connection with the audience,” he detailed.

For the remainder of 2022, Skip will be busy. He and his team just left for the Change tour, there is a brand new single and music video in the works, and they’re putting finishing touches on his debut album. It sounds like he will have a full year! He’s working on a lot of new music, so fans can expect a lot of new music.

What’s most exciting for Skip, is that this is really his first headlining tour, so he’s really looking forward to each new experience and every new opportunity to bring the full stage show to the people.

IF YOU GO

Who: Skip Marley
When: Tonight, Wednesday, March 30
Where: The Foundry at the Fillmore, Philadelphia
Time: Doors @ 7 PM; Show @ 8 PM
Price: $20.00-$22.50

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photo credit: Angel Park

Written by Angel Park

When Tampa, Florida-based band, Underoath, announced their separation and departure from the growing hardcore music scene back in 2013, fans of their distinct, cutting edge metalcore sound was left with so many questions, myself included. Questions such as, “Was Underoath really done? Would they ever come back? And what are we going to do with all of our past frayed show posters and CD albums we blasted on repeat during our most angst-filled years?”

Those questions and more were finally addressed a few years later in 2015. The band cryptically announced ‘their rebirth was coming’ and soon after, they headlined their first reunion show since they disbanded, alongside A Day to Remember.

Fans came out in droves in unanimous support. Since then, the group has been unstoppable, releasing headbang-worthy singles and even earning a Grammy nomination for Best Metal Performance for their 2018 lead song, “On My Teeth.”

In 2021, they released their ninth album, Voyeurism, and the band hopped on tour, ready to bring their brutal, hard-hitting, in-your-face stage presence to crowds across the coast. This past Saturday evening, they got the best of that energy to Philadelphia’s Fillmore venue.

With the show starting right at 7:00 PM, fans from all parts of the city waited eagerly in line by the doors to be let in, tickets in hand, sporting their favorite Underoath gear. The most dedicated fans made a beeline for the rail once they were scanned in, while others mingled by the merch vendors or motioned to the bartender for their first night round. I watched the room, my eyes drinking in the vast venue, as I moved to take my entry point by the photo pit.

The chatter of fans and laughter boomed around me, and time seemed to slow as the house lights eventually dimmed down. Then, finally, my ears filled with the ecstatic cheers of the crowd as the first act took their place on stage.

Starting off the show was Long Island-based punk band, Stray From the Path. Frontman, Andrew Dijornio, led the group

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into their high-energy set, and eagerly used the breaks in between songs to encourage the crowd to jump to the heavy riffs and drum beats or to “open up the pit.” They played a mix of their old hardcore and newest tracks and it was a great way to get things started for the evening. 

Following Stray From The Path was Bad Omens, a metalcore group based out of Richmond, Virginia. Their set kicked off in a sea of red shadows and haze, with frontman, Noah Sebastian, grabbing the microphone, as the crowd grew louder with cheers. Following him were guitarist, Nicholas Ruffolo, and bassist, Vincent Riquier, strapped with their instruments and holding their hands high to greet their fans before the group unanimously shredded their way right into the opening chords of “Like a Villian.” The Bad Omens logo glowed in the background, casting an almost ominous shadow across the band. It fits their music’s dark, riff-heavy tones. Noah’s harrowing vocals backed with the band’s melodic instrumentals made for a grand opening set to kick off the night.

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Following Bad Omen‘s set was Canadian heavy metal band, Spiritbox, who came in with guitars and vocals blazing as they dove right into the opening chords of their single, “Holy Roller,” from their latest album, Eternal Blue.

The crowd gathered in and screamed along to vocalist Courtney LaPlante‘s commanding stage presence and heavy-hitting lyrics, setting the energy high for the evening. LaPlante‘s fierce growls and pitch-perfect, liquid-like notes combined flawlessly with riffs and beats from bandmates Mike Stringer (guitar), Bill Crook (Bass), and Zev Rose (drums). This group was a hard-hitting, heavy force to be reckoned with, and the crowd headbanged and moshed their way through every minute.

That frenetic environment gave way to even more excitement as the house lights cut off and the bone-chilling opening notes of Underoath‘s “Damn Excuses” reverberated across the venue.

“What’s up, Philly?” Frontman, Dallas Taylor, roared, as he grabbed the microphone, echoed by distorted riffs from Timothy McTague, Grant Brandell, and James Smith (guitarists). He holds his hand high, as the crowd cheers on, and, as he jumps down from his high position on the stage speaker box, the band seamlessly transitions to their single’s first verse.

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The volume of the crowd couldn’t have been higher. Almost everyone in the room mouthed along to the lyrics. The rail trembles as the entire front row go into headbanging mode, and a small circle pit has formed towards the back of the venue. It’s loud, bold, and almost violent, but this is the experience that metalcore fans live for, to just let go and lose yourself in the music.

Throughout their set, Underoath mixed their performance with new tracks from Vouyerism such as “Cycle (feat. Ghostmane)” and “Hallelujah,” with sprinkles of OG fan favorites such as “Reinventing Your Exit” thrown into the mix.

My inner metalcore fan was immediately reminded of the old days of listening to the band on my CD player. The nostalgia only elevated the listening experience I had with their new songs. Their sound has definitely matured, but they still managed to keep their gritty, complex hitting roots. 

Overall, Stray From The Path, Bad Omens, Spiritbox, and Underoath gave Philly’s hardcore and metal fans a show to remember for months to come. Even as the last song notes died down and security began to holler to usher everyone out by the end of it all, fans left with the widest smiles on all of their sweaty, moshed-out faces.

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Rex Orange County and his music are sweet, charming, and bright. He puts his entire heart and soul into performances like Monday’s sold-out Fillmore date, where fans watched Rex and his band pour light, color, sound, feeling, memories, and hope out onto the stage. 

The crowd wrapped around the square block surrounding the Fillmore, lining up well before the 7:00 door time to make their way to the front of the show. Highly indicative as to why Rex added a second night in Philadelphia— that one sold out, too.

His songs read like an old stack of diaries collecting dust under a wooden bed frame in a childhood bedroom. With a charismatic and honeyed voice, he reminisces on the sweet moments of youth that are worth hanging onto. Rex’s lyrics are relatable, his delivery makes the heart feel fuzzy, and the urge to dance kicks in with full force. He sings like an angel, he dances with enthusiasm and grace, and he’s skilled behind both the keyboard and the guitar.

One of his greatest talents is evoking emotion and nostalgia, sharing his own words in a way that makes you feel like they’re your own. He just happens to do so with musical wit and a talented construction of instruments, layers upon layers that melt together across a candy-coated set on his Pony tour. It seems like no matter what Rex is doing on stage, he’s always doing it perfectly, all of his talents combining in a way that makes his whole performance seem effortless.

As they packed into the rainbow-lit Fillmore floor, fans embraced and held hands, put their friends on their shoulders, and danced their way around the whole venue. The pure, sweet joy was undeniable. I couldn’t begin to count how many perfect moments unfolded, on and off stage, one of which will be secret forever— 

Rex kindly asked the crowd to put phones away and sing with him, to share one private moment between the crowd and the artist, one unpublished blip on the radar of a visually stunning, sold-out US tour.

As he wrapped the show before a surprise encore, he graciously apologized to fans for having to finish his set, assuring them he’d be back to Philadelphia soon and asking them humbly if they’d come to see him again. He was met with thunderous applause and cheers, smiled, and wished everyone a safe trip home.

Rex will make his way around North America before foraying into Europe beginning in March, bringing the rainbows, the smiles, and the immense, one-of-a-kind talent with him. When he keeps his promise to return to Philly, be sure to snag a ticket— Rex Orange County is an absolute, one-hundred-percent must-see.