Concert Review: Weakened Friends Show Mercury Lounge Life Is A Party To Cry At
Weakened Friends can mean two things. On on hand, it can mean your friends are at their lowest or, on the other hand, it can mean that you are your lowest, and thus weakening your friendships. Either way the band, Weakened Friends, has you covered on both themes, and their show at Mercury Lounge was proof that even depression can feel like a party.
Yes, that is a strange statement above. Yet, in essence, that is the motto of Weakened Friends; “Put on your party hat, eat some cake, and have a good cry in the bathroom before you dance on the floor”. Songs such as “Main Bitch”, “Ashes”, and “Crshd” drudge up the difficulties of being young, human, and yourself. The three may be intertwined, but they each have their own set of issues that can make you feel like life is one big, mud pit, of which, when you are not sinking, you are laughing that you are even it. Thus, the magic of Weakened Friends’ performance is that they play their songs as if they are the happiest tracks when, lyrically, they are the opposite. The contrast results in as odd exhilaration as you watch them move around the stage in their garage-grunge style; banging their heads and instruments around like they were soundtracking a college house party. With how young the Mercury Lounge crowd is, it would not be an “off” age group. They simply cracked jokes in-between and went on to crack guitar melodies that would have any grandma clutching their pearls and saying, “That is TOO LOUD AND CRUDE!”. Sonia Sturino and Annie Hoffman appear like two bad-ass Millennials rebelling against social notions, and bashing through every-time life, a petty person, or situation left them feeling weaker than what they knew they were. You have to respect that aura, especially when it comes from the chillest, wittiest ladies you can meet for a good, dark song.
Sturino’s voice has a rich, murky tone that when harmonizing with Ms. Hoffman makes you feel like you are eating dark chocolate, birthday cake; frosted with black cream but lightly delicious. Their ability to make “Hate Mail” sound like something you want to receive and frame amps my imagery. Ultimately, they prove for however much life gets you down, maybe, the way to feel “up” is to just laugh, play music, and revel in the little light you get from both. Sure, you cannot deny the bad of this world, but Weakened Friends show you how to ignore it when you need to feel the good. For More Information On Weakened Friends Click Here.
