Jonathan Knight of Red City Radio fame (as well as booking with Atomic Music Group) had a vision for a pre-Thanksgiving get together for punks and above average degenerates. This seed grew into the first annual Thanks For Nothing Fest in Oklahoma City. He put together a stellar line up of bands and also organized a Thanksgiving themed pot luck grub fest that left staff and patron alike with greasy fingers and full bellies.
The Blue Note erupted into madness with local openers: Klamz (no photos, sorry dudes!). This was the first time we had watched them perform as a two-piece. They tore through their spastic set of punk driven garage bangers and closed out with their own version of a Queen jam.
Next up was OKC’s own cross dressing rock and roll circus, Your Mom. One of our hidden gems, Your Mom holds no quarter for the faint of heart. There is no way to brace yourself for this brand of tongue-in-cheek punk rock. You just have to smile, take it, and ask for another.
Don’t Make Ghosts came on stage with the sole purpose of making the crowd remember how rad Bob Mould is. Enough said.
Shut Up Matt Jewett closed out the ‘Locals’ section of the evening and did not disappoint. This was the first show for new drummer, Chris Vandyne. This was the fastest and most compelling performance we had witnessed of SUMJ in a long time. We’re looking forward to seeing how this band will continue to grow.
Straight outta Tel Aviv, Israel; Useless ID transported us all to a time when were young and careless. Brains leaked out on the floor and the harmonies were crisp and spot on. Their eighth full-length album State is Burning is out now on Fat Wreck Chords and will leave you hungry for more.
PEARS……. jesus christ. Pears. This was the final show for PEARS of 2016 after coming off of tour with NOFX. Their live show is nothing short of a religious experience for dirty old punks like us. It doesn’t hurt that they’re total sweethearts that tour non-stop. They’ve proven to be one of the hardest working punk rock bands around today. Blistering blast beats break way into NOLA style sludge; then they hit us with vocals that cut to the bone. If this band’s live show doesn’t move you spiritually, you have no soul.
The inaugural Thanks For Nothing Fest was one hell of a success. Cheers to many more and massive thanks to Jonathan for bringing some radness to OKC.