"Someone said Manchester, someone said London, and I said, I've never been to Plymouth - so let's start the tour in fucking PLYMOUTH!!!"
And so they did. It's the second time in as many years that Less Than Jake have honoured the South West with their presence, and my fucking God did they give us a good time....

The AKA's were the first band of the night, coming from the States with LTJ. Their 'raw and defiant' punk rawking got the crowd going immediately, although I suspect that most people in the pit were dancing only because it was the done thing, and not because The AKAs blew them away. Plus I'm suspecting that copious amounts of alcohol had been consumed by this time, which probably encouraged a lot of people to move around a bit...

Next should have been Yellowcard, but as you probably know, "they fucking cancelled on us! They cancelled on Less Than Jake!!" However, British band Capdown stepped in at the last minute, which, to be honest, I was pretty excited about, as was everyone else in the crowd. The pit was absolutely huge and I, being a pussy, decided to stay at the back for a bit, for fear of being crushed to death (plus I had sunburn, and ouch...). However, that didn't last for long...everyone was so intent on getting the whole place dancing, I was suddenly thrown over someone's shoulders and dragged in there, which was kind of spinny.... Capdown played an incredible set, which really got everyone stoked for the band we all came to see...

...Less Than fucking Jake!! They took to the stage, and the place literally erupted with noise, as the crowd surged forwards in anticipation. It was manic! Opening with 'Plastic Cup Politics', they then proceeded to rampage through a blinding set, playing a mixture of new songs from 'Anthem' and old songs from the likes of 'Losing Streak' and 'Hello Rockview'. Everyone went crazy for 'Johnny Quest Thinks We're Sell-Outs', the second song of their set, and especially 'Dopeman', which they played towards the end. And the encore....talk about a fucking encore....they played the best of all their songs (in my opinion anyway), 'Help Save The Youth Of America From Exploding'. Everyone went seriously, senselessly, ape-shit crazy, and with it really rather sweaty....

After Less Than Jake had said their fond farewells, rained upon us with bits of crepe paper, everyone went back to the bar....I mean went back home....very satisfied customers.

Written by Luce