Alright, confession time!!!
I only went to this Young Rising Sons show purely from a marketing stand point. I’ve heard their name thrown around by our readers (yes, I stalk every single one of you) and thought, “Hey this’ll get a lot of hits” when I got the invitation. Also, I almost didn’t go because it was the day about San Diego Comic-Con and I worked a late shift and blah blah blah.
Rochelle and I walked into The Roxy and I swear to God, we were the oldest people there. The audience comprised mostly of teenage girls somewhat alarmed me but Rochelle assured me they were a good time. Once they hit the stage, I slowly but then rather quickly fell in love.
My favorite thing about shows in the sense of unity and community and overall, the lack of judgement by everyone involved. There wasn’t a single quiet moment during Young Rising Sons’ set. Every person knew all the words and every song was like, the best song ever, to their audience. Leader singer Andy Tongren is endlessly charming with his more attractive (yeah, I said it) Harry Styles vibe with a bandana on his head and Jack Daniels in his hand. I went home and listened to their EP and admittedly thought I wouldn’t have been a big fan if I started with that and not their live show.
Their performance radiated super stardom. The crowd certainly loved them and their songs are catchy as well with enough indie edge to keep them ~cool~. As they all extended their arms into the crowd and Tongren locked eye contact with me (I swear, he looked right at me)…that was it. I was gone.
Photo Credit: Rochelle Shipman for THE RADICAL