This year Reykjavík Grapevine wrote an article about the most interesting bathrooms in 101 and there is definitely something about it. I got used to see in those temples of contemplation many art pieces including even Hate The Comfort drawings (hell yeah, check it out!) but this month I was just hanging out in one of very popular venues of Reykjavik downtown… and while washing my hands I stared at the mirror. Instead of my face I saw three big letters P S B. Exactly in this order. Pink Street Boys. How could I not smile to my thoughts? Some women’s rooms are better than others. That one definitely contained positive vibes.
A garage punk band Pink Street Boys claims that the guys are actually the loudest team in the city. I think I’m still able to argue with this thesis because nobody has unplugged them yet during the show due to ruining someone else’s performance (…just try…). But it doesn’t really matter when their youthful punk energy almost bubbles away from stage. The more I keep thinking about the best example of Pink Street Boys show, the more convinced I am that the most proper would be to start from the latest one. But you don’t mind if I will have a little flashback, do you?
After a year from the day I saw them live for the first time and they caught my attention (once again, I love my friend’s recommendations) I watched them with a real pleasure at Innipúkinn Festival, at some point very happy about the way they evolved still keeping this magnetizing raw insanity. They play with an edge and totally carelessly. Then there was a crazy release show. You would never ever expect anything like this, everything because of the full moon. The way the guys prowl around the stage and exchange instruments still makes impression on me. But the way a half of the concert goers at Húrra jump on stage almost crushing the band during the most epic final song… I’m still not sure if I was more shocked or amused. But they definitely proved and not even once that a physical distance at their gigs doesn’t have right to exist. Keep on going this way!
In an eye of Iceland Airwaves storm I made a painful decision to check out Pink Street Boys at that horrible time of the day (noon!) at Kex Hostel. With a huge headache, without even a cup of coffee I dragged myself out of bed, reached my destination and what did they do? They made me smile and forget about any pain for a half an hour. It was utterly endearing to realize that I’m not the only one who suffers at this point of Airwaves and still I wish I could manage everything the way they did. Check out the video below.
I swear blind when they are not tired after such a successful festival, they are even twice more wilder. They grow up in self-consciousness on stage. It’s a nice feeling when you keep your finger more or less on pulse and try to observe the progress of the band. Pink Street Boys play for fun and you can feel it so that makes enjoying gig easier even if you are not a huge fan of punk. I am not and look what they have done to me.
Recently Pink Street Boys signed a contract with 12 Tónar so a debut album is closer than you think. March, kids. I hope I will not break my neck on ice on the street until I will be lucky enough to attend a release show!