Once you see a Sad Night Dynamite show, you never forget it. Their music makes you feel like a badass villain; the monster of a horror film or the antagonist of an action hero that you, secretly, wish would win. Of course, you do not say it, but they sure as hell sang it at Bowery. 

The duo reminds me of a flesh and blood version of Gorillaz “Clint Eastwood” video: where cartoonish ghouls and ghosts summoned fun, danger, and chaotic grief, which feels about right for 2022. I do not know about you, but I still do not feel we are so Post-Covid or, at least, not enough. Now, in recapping the year, it is easy to feel like it was not the most moving forward, which is why Sad Dynamite, in name and sound, are so perfect. They are the most bombastic, moving sound to talk about how toxically stuck you can be. 

Seeing them at a bigger venue, was like dynamite. The air and lightning filled the room to further their Monstars Anthem like, “What Does That Make Me?” And “Krunk.” Duo and. Best buds Archie and Josh felt destined to dominate the stage together; approaching it with a bullhorn and energy that, immediately, gives them a power-panic dynamic. They come off like a pair of firefighters trying to guide everyone out of the burning building, while also making you wonder if they started the fire. 

Crowd-wise, people were LIT. They were bouncing, bashing, and bodying through songs like, Tramp, giving them all this vibe of cool vampires, which I think they wanted. I said it with a recent review, and, in perspective, it feels obvious, people buy tickets to a concert for an ambiance as much as an artist, and Sad Night Dynamite have an element of role playing. You cannot help but hear and bear around them, and not thing you are a rebel youth in Clockwork Orange. That feeling is solicit, cool, and rare when you think of concert offerings, which makes something special for everyone in the mood for something new.