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November 13, 2008 by  
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toadiesThe Toadies
The Paradise – Boston, MA
November 13, 2009

Rating: ★★★★☆ 

Reviewed by:  Sally Feller

Playing a sold out show at the Paradise on Saturday, The Toadies rocked hard. Hard enough to require club security to stand in the crowd and break up moshers; moshers who were tucked in right next to a fan (front and center before the stage) who kept waving a fake leg up in the air. Curious. I never did find out what that was about and The Toades seemed equally perplexed/amused. I’ve seen quite a few shows in the city over the past couple of years, but I’m entirely confident in proclaiming that The Toadies had the best crowd yet. Nearly every person in the club knew the lyrics; and not just the lyrics to, say, “Possum Kingdom”—wonder hit of the 90s (you know the one: “I’m not gonna lie/I’ll not be a gentleman/behind the boathouse/I’ll show you my dark secret”). These people knew the words to every song the band played. The energy in the club was much more what I’d expect from an arena rock show than an intimate club in the city.

The Toadies’ clean harmonies and sharp guitar and drum riffs carried the show along flawlessly. The set list included a pleasing mix of old favorites and songs from their new album “No Deliverance.” From the latter, the song “Song I Hate” (ironically, one of my favorites) sounds much like a throwback to the music played on alternative stations in the mid-to-late nineties. I mean that as a compliment, as that’s my kind of flannel-wearing 90s rock. The Toadies had a harder edge than I anticipated, which translated perfectly into their energetic live performance. Every few songs, they would play opening notes to various classic rock hits from AC/DC and Led Zepplin among others. The crowd feasted on these, cheering and laughing along with the band. These “classic rock breaks” kept the energy up, unexpectedly, instead of shattering the mood. Overall, I highly recommend checking The Toadies out on tour. Get a big group of loud friends, wear some sneakers you don’t mind getting sticky and coated in other peoples’ beer, sneak in a flask of booze if you must, and get your butt to the concert!

I left the show happy, buzzed, and ears ringing—just as it should be.


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