Monday's Special
$0.00
Monday sucks. Forever and always – unless it’s gig day.
Guess what? You’re far from being the only one thinking that. I am a professional monday hater and been looking for a way to make it better since I was running around in diapers – I know, I love being dramatic – but I’ve realised with time that when caffeine fails, having a quick shot of live music with your coffee helps you get through the day. Or at least it works for me.
So give it a try, grab yourself some coffee and enjoy right here a shot of live music I’ve dug up this week. We’ve got this !
Mondays aren't so dark if you don't let them be...
Mondays aren't so dark if you don't let them be...
- Kendrick Lamar // Super Bowl Halftime Show 2025 -
I couldn’t care less about the Superbowl, and sorry if that’s news to you but that’s just me and most of the world.
There is though that one moment we all tune in for the sake of it, the halftime show. It rarely disappoints and is weirdly enough always the best way to grasp what the heck is going on in the US. Rather than any news channel, gimme that one artist on stage speaking their truth. That never fails.
I’ve been on a bit of a writing hiatus since the beginning of the year, blame seasonal depression or some shit but I’ve been far too whiny to put down all the glorious content we got so far into words and god knows there’s been a lot of it. Nirvana coming back? St Vincent’s consecration at the GRAMMYs (thank fuck)? Linkin Park A Capellas work of beauty? Jacknife Lee hanging out with the U2 boys which probably means some blindsided punch in the face very soon? Hayley Williams teasing a new solo tour we thought all forgotten about? Mike Shinoda growing his fluff AT LAST?!
Ha. See. Much content. At least in my world. Have many favs my people, diversify your musical diet – this is the way.
And speaking of diversifying, last night’s halftime show couldn’t be further from my usual servings of sucking mother rock and roll and yet here I am. Kendrick being the one sorting me out of that blank page phase wasn’t on my 2025 bingo card. And I mean, Samuel L Jackson. That’s reason enough as it is. How could I not react to that genius performance?
I’ve always been baffled how this musical genre can be so boisterous and so subtle at the same time, and that’s exactly what we got from Kendrick’s performance. The right balance of pride and criticism all wrapped up in red white and blue in a way that didn’t make my european heart cringe badly. Damn – if I am to pick one word to describe it all then, damn. One hell of a performance, a fire show, and a more than willingly taken slap in the face. Yeah. That’s what the world needs. Game over, retry hard. We’ll get there eventually.
It’s a relief to see that America can still captivate in a good way.
Turn off the news, let the music speak and maybe, just maybe, there will be light.
Happy Monday y’all.
- Green Day // American Idiot @ Coachella 2025 -
It’s been a while since I had time to make one of those. Mondays come relentlessly and live music is still the best remedy to beat that blues. Well here we are again, except I’m on holidays and can finally tell adulting to fuck off and take the time to catch up on Greenday’s perf at Coachella.
I’ve been following the Brat Punk war on socials for the past couple of weeks and it made me smile because some things never change. Nothing new to see here, the same shit was happening in high school yards 30 years ago – and Greenday definitely still knows how to handle the hate with a lot of humor.
Speaking of things that never change, take these guys. Energy unmatched for decades, that iconic BJ guitar still shredding, the fluff is fluffing brighter than it had in years and of course, that big loud mouth of theirs that never was and never will be shy to speak up about what actually matters.
There’s a certain amount of fun to be found in the outrage of some people who still think punk ain’t (or shouldn’t be) political when it’s at the very core of its foundation. Open a history book once in a while people, or even better, spin a few records. Take The Clash, The Dead Kennedys, the motherfreaking Sex Pistols?! Oh right, those are old and dusty. Who cares? Then dive back in the 90s that you love so much and its alt revolution – I’m sure some Anti Flag, Rancid or NOFX might refresh your memory, or even a tad later, wait for it …. GREENDAY.
There’s nothing new to Greenday twisting their lyrics to highlight a reality many are way too keen to embrace without saying a word, that being the MAGA agenda, or the kids in Palestine. You really thought American Idiot was about your next door neighbour? Well. Maybe it was then. Maybe it wasn’t. But if you’re still stuck in that delusion, then Billie really was right about his choice of words.
The song, hell the album, of a generation and it’s crazy how fitting it still sounds 20 years later. Crazy or terrifying to be fair, but that’s also the sign it tapped into feelings we can’t shake off that easily and on the bright side, translate our will to stand up against what’s fucked up in this world.
Like stupid mondays, evil will come relentlessly, but we’ll always be fighting back with the help of a few power chords, loud drums and empowering bass lines. And in the world we live in at this hour, I’d rather have a 3 apple tall faggot (america) lead the way than any other three piece suit member of this idiocracy nightmare.
Punk rock isn’t dead bitches. The roar of the Coachella crowd proves it once more, as does the absolute pride in my heart. That’s a fire that you’ll never manage to put out, thank fuck.
Keep on rocking babes, we’re right there with you always.