Considering I drive from St Pete to Sarasota and back every day for work, there are very few things that will get my happy ass back down there, but finally seeing The Pack AD is definitely one of those things. I’ve had to listen long enough to Autopsy brag about seeing them at Deep Blues last year, now was my turn to catch their show for myself.
The show was scheduled to start at 8 and we got there around 10, figuring that the two openers would be done and we’d be right on time to see the main act. However, as we walked up to the venue we saw Becky and Maya (aka, The Pack A.D.) chilling out front and they advised us nobody had played yet, but that they were going on second instead of third now. Eh, fair enough, more drinking time. We caught a little of the opener, Mumpsy, a 4-piece who reminded me of Dr. Dog with maybe a dash of TMBG, headed to the back with our drinks for a bit, and then it was time for The Pack to take the stage.
Hot damn, these women fucking rock, plain and simple. On stage Maya seems to be the ambassador, joking around between songs and interacting with the audience. When she’s working those drums, though, she’s lost in the songs. Meanwhile, Becky plays the ever living hell out of her guitar while channeling Janis Joplin with that great, big gravelly voice. When they first took the stage I seriously thought to myself, how the hell is the voice I’ve heard on their CD’s going to come out of her? Well it did. All of it. Wow. When Maya announced that they were playing their last song for the evening I didn’t want to believe it was almost over, but that was it. Rock and roll, cut and dry, with no pretense and apparently no encore. If you’re lucky enough to have their tour coming your way as they head back North towards Canada, you definitely need to catch this show.