If Black Sabbath’s “War Pigs” could be a gospel song, Portland, Oregon’s Dirty Revival found the hymn notes for a holy fight song.
With a recent Radio Boise Tuesday stop at the Neurolux in Boise, the seven-piece funk outfit delivered a jumping sermon full of gravitas and gusto.
Washed over by a reinvention of what one would imagine the Motown Sound should be – staying tight in every pocket while letting loose an organic wave of highly concentrated funk and sprinkling in some Marvin Gaye for good measure – Dirty Revival’s sheer, raw power soared from every instrument.
The band appeared to find true bliss in their music, conveying it through spontaneous fits of fun and joyous expressions. The smiles weren’t lost on the crowd either: the weeknight audience encroached upon the stage in a hurry and grooved side-to-side in unique unison for the better part of an 80-minute performance. (Looking back from the deejay booth, not a soul occupied the bar for most of the set.)
Led by paramount vocalist Sarah Clarke, Dirty Revival’s message for community unity absolutely found its target in Boise. Faith, fun and courage shattered the sentiments of despair of hopelessness in a very danceable way!
Fitting a frantically hype keyboardist, cool hand drummer, band-leading bassist, rapping/shredding guitarist, fierce singer, powerful sax player and maven trumpet player all together in such close quarters may have been the show's only crestfall. But as well as they rocked the intimate stage, I sense much larger venues and greater opportunities just around the corner for Dirty Revival.
With a recent Radio Boise Tuesday stop at the Neurolux in Boise, the seven-piece funk outfit delivered a jumping sermon full of gravitas and gusto.
Washed over by a reinvention of what one would imagine the Motown Sound should be – staying tight in every pocket while letting loose an organic wave of highly concentrated funk and sprinkling in some Marvin Gaye for good measure – Dirty Revival’s sheer, raw power soared from every instrument.
The band appeared to find true bliss in their music, conveying it through spontaneous fits of fun and joyous expressions. The smiles weren’t lost on the crowd either: the weeknight audience encroached upon the stage in a hurry and grooved side-to-side in unique unison for the better part of an 80-minute performance. (Looking back from the deejay booth, not a soul occupied the bar for most of the set.)
Led by paramount vocalist Sarah Clarke, Dirty Revival’s message for community unity absolutely found its target in Boise. Faith, fun and courage shattered the sentiments of despair of hopelessness in a very danceable way!
Fitting a frantically hype keyboardist, cool hand drummer, band-leading bassist, rapping/shredding guitarist, fierce singer, powerful sax player and maven trumpet player all together in such close quarters may have been the show's only crestfall. But as well as they rocked the intimate stage, I sense much larger venues and greater opportunities just around the corner for Dirty Revival.
