The hype surrounding the Menzingers is difficult to describe, but in the midst of Edinburgh’s Fringe Festival hype, a humble bar in the middle of the hustle and bustle finds itself sold out. As the evening goes on, regular pub-goers are trying to get in, but to no avail.
See, it’s in this cramped underground setting that bands like the Menzingers (*****) thrive. It’s tight, it’s sweaty and it’s a constant mesh of movement. It’s difficult to remember a show with such an incredible atmosphere, without crowd surfing in the most unlikely setting, and a constant camaraderie as fans sling arms around strangers and proclaim ‘I’ve been having a horrible time’.
Smiling from their raised stage, the Menzingers surely must be used to this feeling by now. Running through some of their greatest works from ‘On The Impossible Past’, it’s these sparks that truly sell the evening. It’s not an ordered affair, but an appreciative chaos as everyone seemed just to psyched to be there. Certainly destined for bigger things, it’s difficult to picture a more perfect show for this band. An absolute pleasure to witness.