A story about seeing NOFX

On November 26th I went to the Stone Pony in New York to see an additional of my preferred bands, NOFX. NOFX is a punk-ska band. Punk which means quick paced drumbeats and quick singing and ska meaning a song played with trumpets. The band members are Fat Mike (vocals, bass), El Hefe (guitar, trumpet, vocals), Eric Melvin (guitar, vocals), and Erik Sandin (drums). The one issue I located out there was that El Hefe sings a lot. I thought he only sings in a couple of songs but when I heard them play, I noticed that he sang about half of the songs.

NOFX music has considerable groove for a punk band and is sparked by the two lead guitarists, Eric Melvin and El Hefe. Tight play between the band’s 4 members, and quick, quick, punchy songs, with a laid back approach would even have non-punk fans entertained.

Their songs speak about racism, politics, social issues, sex, drugs, lesbians, bums, alcohol, animal freedom… and numerous other strange subjects. In their music you will find punk, of course, but also rock, hardcore, ska, even reggae and jazz. If you ask me they are a just a punk-ska band. Their songs are fascinating and unique from a single one more. Every single song has it is own qualities. The lyrics are quite exciting, at times strange, and occasionally incomprehensible. You essentially just have to fully grasp them in your own way.

The club was packed, or far more accurately, stuffed. Soon after considerably anticipation the punk gods, NOFX hit the stage and the crowd surged with excitement even before they opened the set with one particular of my favourite songs, “Reagan Sucks.” The next song they played was “Bob”. They played songs from the album “Flossing a Dead Horse” – which is one huge trumpet solo presented by El Hefe. The next song they played was “Eat the Meek” with trumpet and lead vocals by El Hefe. The mosh pit was monstrous and seemed to acquire in size as it rotated in circles and swallowed innocent bystanders into the craziness. Folks were getting knocked over everywhere and smashed by the surging waves of dancers. People today had been physique surfing and there seemed to be chaos going on everywhere.

Right after that, the seventh song they played was “Hobophobic” (Scared of bums not just for the reason that they stink terrible. Not just due to the fact they’re crackers. From drinking also considerably lysol. Let them be.) Then they played “Six Pack Girls”. They…

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