“The night I wrote the riff for this song is the night I got banned from a friend’s apartment” queue screams, shouts and the smashing of more than one glass. A perfect introduction to the latest addition to Dublin’s live music scene.
The upper saloon in Whelan’s is packed to the rafters and while some folk band tickle away at acoustic guitars downstairs The Furious Haze are making their way to the stage. The warm up formalities have been brilliantly taken care of with Markus Carcus putting in a Johnny Cash tinged shift and Nella Dwyer ushering in a beautiful calm before the storm.
Along comes the main act, rattling through their first three songs with enough pace to make sure that the dance floor is full come the strum of the last chord. The Furious Haze are a beer drinking, fist fighting, working class man’s rock group with a rhythm section that you just can’t stand still too. This is local rock and roll at its very best.
The band have also got some news to share with their rowdy faithful following, “WE’RE GOING TO THE PICNIC”, bellows the enigmatic front man to an explosion of cheers, claps and shouts. The announcement of their upcoming appearance on The Salty Dog Stage at Electric Picnic takes the gig to an entirely new level.
Launching straight into their brand new single ‘Crazy Jane the Hurricane’ the band are being fuelled by their fan’s energy. The crowd begin to jump, the floor starts to shake and bottles dance across tables until one by one they tumble to the floor.
You get the feeling that this headline show is a real milestone for The Furious Haze and on the back of their Electric Picnic news they continue to thunder through a brilliant set. This is rip roaring, sweat dripping, couldn’t give a sh*t what anyone says rock and f*cking roll!
In an industry infected with so much pretentious, over meaningful self-indulgence The Furious Haze are a refreshing breathe of smoke filled air.
Check out ‘Crazy Jane the Hurricane’. And see the band play Electric Picnic on Sunday at the Salty Dog Stage at 11pm! Its gonna be a stomping set!
By Adam Higgins