Live Reviews, Reviews
What the fuck; I feel dirty. Why? Because I’ve just witnessed a filthy set of ear-splitting crunchy guitars, demonic frontman energy and 100 kg weighted blanket of underground techno beats infused to keep you in the small main room of Omeara. Beavertown presented an assault as pa
Live Reviews, Reviews
I saw the most unapologetically grateful band in the world, STONE, last night at Omeara for their second night on the bounce there. I arrive too early and find myself parked with the couples that had fallen out on the way to the show. To make matters worse, after 15 minutes of fi
Reviews, Live Reviews
There’s an energy in the air tonight. Y’know, that buzz that comes around when a collective of indie kids discover a DIY indie band from the states and want it to be their secret. But it’s no secret when hundreds of them pack into the Omeara and the body heat has you questioning