Descendents, last night at Liberty Hall (photos, setlist)


Descendents

with Pears and Ultimate Fakebook

Liberty Hall // Sunday, March 10

It’d been nearly 22 years since pop-punk legends Descendents last played Lawrence, so an enthusiastic crowd greeted the band when they took the stage at Liberty Hall last night. After a brief reminisce regarding their long absence from frontman Milo Aukerman, guitarist Stephen Egerton spoke the words “I want to be stereotyped. I want to be classified,” and the band launched into “Suburban Home.”

They began a set of classics that had the audience of old-schoolers, who’d seen the band at the Outhouse back in the ’80s — along with a big number of kids not even born when Descendents had their late ’90s revival — moving constantly during the 29-song (!) set. It was an impressive response for a Sunday night.

New Orleans’ Pears have been through the area quite a few times in recent years, and while they’ve a devoted following, it seems like they made a few new fans in the packed Liberty Hall. Their thrashy hardcore was a perfect warm-up for Descendents, and even a few instrumental issues with both bass and guitar couldn’t stop Pears‘ momentum.

Manhattan’s Ultimate Fakebook recently announced they’ll be returning to the studio in 2019 — they haven’t released new music in almost a decade — and if last night’s response to the band’s power pop is any indication, there’s still a good-sized audience for them. Enough folks in the crowd have remained fans throughout their various reunions to rock audible sing-alongs during “Brokyn Needle” and “Little Apple Girl.”

All photos by Nick Spacek



Setlist

Suburban Home

Everything Sux

Myage

On Paper

I Wanna Be a Bear

Rotting Out

Victim of Me

Silly Girl

I Like Food

Shameless Halo

My Dad Sucks

Van

Nothing With You

I’m Not a Punk

Clean Sheets

Testosterone

Weinerschnitzel

Who We Are

I Don’t Want to Grow Up

No Fat Burger

Without Love

Global Probing

Feel This

Get the Time

Coffee Mug

When I Get Old

Coolidge

Thank You

Theme


Editor’s Note: Eric Melin of Ultimate Fakebook is The Pitch’s film critic.