Stalwart punk anthems for the outwardly tattooed but emotionally fragile: the Smoking Popes, unlikely love balladeers and polite band of brothers, played to a couple dozen enthralled fans at the Firebird on Thursday night.
Clad in Cobainesque red and black plaid, Tanner Merritt, lead singer of O'Brother, stood before a crowd of leather-wearing, hard-art-rock aficionados and pushed his falsetto voice into the microphone.
No doubt about it but St. Louis loves its classic rock, especially when its loud, hard and heavy. And few local bands take the classic genre to extremes like Tok.
A barrage of merchandise tents, non-profits, stages with unfamiliar faces (and names) and active half-pipes is likely to overwhelm even a veteran Warped fan.
Sure, it's been done before. Cursive's done it. Panic! At the Disco did it. The emo concept album, that is. But few bands are quite as ambitious as the Dear Hunter.